So there is this pain in my heart. I’m so guilt ridden. After my dad died, I went back to working. I tried to somehow reshape my past but realized the past is over. I kept thinking of what my dad told me. “I don’t care how much money you have son, just be a good person.” I kept asking myself what was he talking about?? My kids go to private school. They live in Newport Beach. What does he mean?? And then one day I came home exhausted from work. Me and my wife had worked till 1 am again with our Hispanic nanny putting the kids to sleep. I just turned on the t.v. and there was this show Keeping up with the Kardashian’s. And i just kept thinking and thinking. Why in the hell am I coming home so late? What happened to me putting the kids to sleep like I promised myself I would do when I was a little boy when I one day became a father. And why in the hell am I more concerned with what the Kardashian’s are doing in their life when I have my own life to live. And so that was how the concept of keepingupwiththeparks was born.