I would like to share a story with you all about my Dad and Me..Pops was in and out of my life up until I was the age of 13,,then one day he and my mom had an argument and he "left".He was always accessible via phone but I yearned for his presence throughout my teenage forming years.I had a lot of resentment towards him which honestly had some origins in a financial sense..It was tight as HELL and moms was doing the best she could working and holding down 3 kids as well.Finally one day came when I was about to graduate,I was able to come up with the senior dues prom fees by the grace of god and my mother but I felt compelled to call my DAD and ask him why he abandoned me and my siblings?,,I was angry as hell!,..my Dad explained to me in a very honest and candid fashion that leaving his children was the hardest task he has ever been faced with in his life..but the truth of the matter was that him and my mother could not get along with each other,Their union had come to a point where he was "teaching his kids hate" was his explanation.At that moment I forgave my dad and understand as well his departure.Not that it made it right but I understood and respected his decision,,he wasnt MAN enough in his forming to let go of the streets, the loose women and treat my mother as a wife the woman of his children,..I accepted that for that was a pain he would endure for the rest of his life.Me and my Dad became best friends that day and we spent so much time together talking and making up for lost ground.I think that day I learned what forgiveness and what a man owning up to his shortcomings is all about..R.I.P Dad until we meet again......@Mr.ClintonBAnks
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