* Editor’s Note * It was exactly one year ago today that John’s profile appeared on The Parent du Jour. Today, we re-run John’s story with a specific purpose: to raise love, prayers and money for our friend.
John was recently diagnosed with metastatic testicular cancer. He has already undergone surgery and faces months of chemotherapy and radiation.
John and his wife are working parents to two adorable children. They need your love and your material help. If you can, please read John’s story, then click here to see his campaign on Give Forward, and give what you can.
And/or, follow John @TheDaddyYoDude and send him messages of love and hope.
John said, “We do what we have to because we are parents.” Now’s it’s time to for him to fight cancer with everything he’s got, for his kids and his family. Won’t you please help our friend to “Live. Fight. Win.”
HOMETOWN Lebanon, VA
NUMBER OF CHILDREN Two; Little Man (4) and Little Girl (2)
DAY JOB Full time cook and part time manager at Applebee’s Neighborhood Grill and Bar
RELATIONSHIP STATUS Married
GOOGLE+ John Taylor (TheDaddyYoDude)
ON THE WEB TheDaddyYoBlog.com
FAVORITE CHILD if applicable* (we’re joking*) Huh, what? I don’t have a “favorite” child. I love both of my children equally and to no end.
HOW DO YOU COMBINE WORK AND FAMILY?
This is perhaps one of the toughest aspects of being a dad. In our house, I am the only one currently working. My wife quit work to stay home just a few months before our first child was born. Working in food service, the hours are never the same and I work a lot of 12 hour days, or shifts where I am off at midnight and back on at 7am. Over the last four years we have learned to manage free time very diligently to get everything done that has to be done. My time at home is usually spent with the kiddos while my wife gets out for a while, and takes care of getting bills paid and such. Time is another part of our budgeting process. We do what we have to do because we are parents, and that is what we are called to do.
WORST PARENTING MOMENT
The first time Little Man told me that I had hurt his feelings. After being punished with no TV for hitting his little sister, the poor guy had just had enough for that evening. He turns around with the biggest puppy dog eyes, his frown turned all the way down to his chin, and said, “Daddy, you hurt my feelings.”
BEST PARENTING MOMENT
Honestly, any time one of my kids tells me they love me without me having said it first. It’s then, and only then, that I get a real sense of pride in knowing that I must have done something right.