As I said last week – if you are interested- that I would update on the issues at home of me moving.
Personally I’m not a person to want to get the last word or the last lick in on a fight. Usually saying my piece or throwing a punch and going on my way, there is no need for constant battles. Nor is there need for drama to be created in your life for no good reason. If I’m wrong then prove it to me and I will be on my way, let’s be adults and carry on with our lives.
So, having said that let me digress a bit here with a back story of my Pops, some of you know him or know of him from this blog. He grew up with older brothers that all liked to pick on him which provided him to be a fighter, not to mention he’s half Spanish and they do have a good temper. He was taught to be a good guy, hence the reason why my Mom fell for him, I don’t think she would go for a jerk on purpose. In his defense he was taught to be “all boy/man” meaning to stand your ground don’t let anyone push you around and take responsibility for your actions.
When the 3 of us boys came along, not counting Matthew who didn’t live over a year, he felt that we three needed to learn how to be men. Not only that but gentlemen as well, we are to treat women with respect, love and understanding, there is no excuse not to. We aren’t to be pushed around or let anyone insult us, play hard and play to win. It was as if we were in the army with him at times, but he also let our Mom instill a soft side to us as well, say, in showing our emotions and creativity.
When we were growing up all the other kids wanted a Pops like ours, he built tree forts and games and go karts with us. He played paint ball and coached little league and did the grill outs and beach parties like a champ. When we hit out teens he became a little sterner with us, I think it was because he didn’t want to become a grandfather before he hit his forties.
Then my Mom has several rounds of sickness, that I believe threw him for a loop, he became shut off from the world in one sense. He did evil things in desperation at the time we thought we might lose her. Some I don’t like to think about because it still makes my blood boil.
He also was starting his own firm, which I do know how it is to start your own business, how stressful it is. One minute you’re flying high and the next you lost a huge client. Still none of these are excuses for the atrocious acts he’s pulled.
So with all that babble above we hit the current time of last Friday night….. it didn’t go well…..
Wednesday, October 15
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