Since today is a Friday...Yay!!! I'm going to actually sit down, think, and post my thoughts.
A long time ago in a galaxy far far away.........
Growing up my Father was a very strict man. Couldn't go sleep over at friend's house, let alone just visiting them. If I was out playing, only 1 hour was giving to me. So, I settled with just my sisters, nephews, and cousins. Sad isn't it. As I grew older.....yeah, middle school years(teenagers). The tension between my Father and I grew. And I think I wasn't a bad kid to begin with. I think his strictness has something to do with it. It had gotten to a point where I left home and stayed with my uncle(not blood related) for a few days.
Fast forward to present day America. Now that I'm a Father to a 18 year old young man, a 12 and a 6 year old girls. And now that Father is no longer with us, I can understand where my Father was coming from. All in all, though, I don't think I am as strict as my Father.
Maybe we can meet up for PHO this weekend. I'll be up there for a wedding.
<Have a good day>