Today Daniel, my brother, moved away!(MP3)
Daniel is 18 years old & I guess he needs to grow on his own. He says that it is time for him to develop his manhood.
If that is what he wants, then I can’t stop him. But I am dreading the moment when he is no longer in our room. I am going to miss him teaching me Karate in the basement. Him insisting “do that last sit-up! hurry up or do you want to stay a sissy all your life.” I’m going to miss the Disco music he used to play as he gets ready to go out dancing on Saturday nights.
I am going to miss the brawls we used to get into. You know all the typical stuff brothers are supposed to do.
He is going off to work with our brother-in-law in the paving business. They are going to travel thru out the U.S. laying brick pavers and making money. He says he wants to experience the freedom of the road.
But last night Daniel and my dad got into a very big argument. The biggest I can ever remember. Deep down inside I get the feeling that he’s leaving not of his own free will.
Daniel, my brother, you are older then me! Do you still feel pain of the scars that won’t heal…”
I am missing you already.
God it looks like Daniel, must be the clouds in my eyes...,
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I think that it’s easier (unfortunately) to get in an fight and say, “I hate you! Go to &*^%!” (or something like that)than to say, “Wow. I’m really going to miss you, Son. I hope I’ve been a good dad to you and that you’ll be okay. I love you.” Lots of people say goodbye this way; it’s just too scary to be intimate, especially for most guys.