Your truth may not be my truth, but I respect that and I hope you do the same for me. I never met/knew/saw my biological father, which means of course he never met/knew/saw me. Im ok with that, because I had my daddy, Joe. But one of the things I promised myself is my sons would know their father, he would always be a part of their lives. And they did, my children knew their father, adored their father, he was a role-model to them. I also know life happens. Becoming a single parent with two pre-teen sons, I knew I needed a man. The one thing I have always believed is as much as I can teach my sons to be a gentleman, strong, respectful, loving, kind, philanthropic, patient, well-read, to pay it forward and the list goes on; I cannot teach them to be a man. Im not one, never been one, never had the desire to be one. But I needed one or more. Now, please understand I am not referring to a man paying my way, being in my bed, disciplining my children. I can pay my own way, my bed is quite comfortable, and never had an issue disciplining my own children. But I needed a man. See, a man taught my sons how to shake hands with a grip that only a man has. A man was who I would talk to when I just wasnt understanding the teenage sons I had. A man was who they could go to when there were some things they just couldnt talk to mama, grandmama, auntie or sister about. A man was needed for father/son banquets. A man was who could put that bass in his voice that I didnt have. I needed men, men that would hold my sons in high esteem, men that would teach them the things I couldnt. I am not ashamed of it. I dont regret it. Im proud there were men in the world that did just that. Im glad I realized I couldnt do it all, but my sons deserved it all. There is nothing wrong with needing a man. I pray my sons are the type of men that are needed. Give a kid a break today! Sometimes thats all they need. Much love, be blessed.
Posted on: Sun, 13 Apr 2014 10:36:04 +0000