I remember a time when I was so angry at my dad that I tore up a very special poster he gave me. I did it just to hurt him. It did. I don't remember why. I just remember the feelings. I was about Alex's age. Fortunately, we get over these things. Alex is feeling that way now, I bet. We've been on a very extreme roller coaster ride lately, he and I. Very high highs, and very low lows. I'm glad I can remember something of what he must be going through. He's angry at things I need to do, to keep him on the right path (or to get him back on it), just like I was angry at Dad for doing his job, back then.
On the bright side, I think my dad did a good job. I hope I do as well as he did.
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