Some things have been happening lately. And if I'm going to do this whole blog thing, I think it needs to be out in the open. Obviously I'm not saying here's my cc info, please rip me off, but as my Creative Writing teacher told me in college, "Writing is easy, you open a vein, and bleed."
My 18 year old son and his girlfriend are pregnant. At first, I was angry, I was like, how could you do this? But as the reality of the situation sits in, I want to ask my son one question.
How are you?
I would like to talk with him, but he's in OK city, and things are getting pretty crappy with the cell phones and what not. But I'd like to talk with him and ask
How are you?
He has no idea of the things that he's going to have to do, what he will have to give up. But you know what? I had no idea what I was getting into, I don't think anyone does. He's a good kid, who's made a lot of mistakes. I just want to talk with him. I want to say, you'll be a good dad. You'll be there from the beginning, you have a soft spot for kids, you have shown me that when things get really crappy, you WILL step up. I know he will do the kinds of things that are necessary to be a good Dad, and he needs to know that although his mother and I are still dealing with the whole, "Why did you do this", we DO believe in him, or, more exactly, what he could be.
I'm not saying I'm proud, but I am saying I am proud of the kind of Dad he could be.
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