Hathaway
Someday, We'll All Be Free
I'm sitting here on this rainy Sunday morning with my two boys. Watching them play. Bliss. My oldest is 4, he's intelligent, emotional and a leader. My youngest is 3. He is creative, introverted and also intelligent. Days like these I cherish. I love on them all the time. I tell them I'm proud of them. I tell them I love them. I hug and kiss them. I do not take them for granted. I discipline them. I correct them. I teach them. I am a father.
I am 32. I've never been whipped by a man. I've never had a man tell me they are proud of me. I've never had special embrace with a father figure in all of my life. My mother, grandmother and granny raised me. My mother married and I became a stepson at 15. My stepfather and I share no intimate bond. He fathered a child with my mom. My younger brother. That is his pride and joy. Not me. I am not his. I no longer hold that against him. My own father is miles away in another state. He has 5 children by 5 different women. On his side, I have a sister born in 89. I was born in 90 and my brother born in 91. He also has a son born in 79 and a long lost daughter born in 85.
I look at my life in its current state and I take introspection daily. A self check if you will on my mental and emotional health. It varies. I look at how I problem solve. How do I deal with conflict. Am I masculine enough? Am I strong enough? Without proper male guidance in my life, am I correct in my masculinity? Who is the judge? Who do I compare myself to?
A boy follows the footsteps of his father. That is who he compares himself to. I've never had that. A blueprint to follow. I'm winging it.
I am 32. I've never been whipped by a man. I've never had a man tell me they are proud of me. I've never had special embrace with a father figure in all of my life. My mother, grandmother and granny raised me. My mother married and I became a stepson at 15. My stepfather and I share no intimate bond. He fathered a child with my mom. My younger brother. That is his pride and joy. Not me. I am not his. I no longer hold that against him. My own father is miles away in another state. He has 5 children by 5 different women. On his side, I have a sister born in 89. I was born in 90 and my brother born in 91. He also has a son born in 79 and a long lost daughter born in 85.
I look at my life in its current state and I take introspection daily. A self check if you will on my mental and emotional health. It varies. I look at how I problem solve. How do I deal with conflict. Am I masculine enough? Am I strong enough? Without proper male guidance in my life, am I correct in my masculinity? Who is the judge? Who do I compare myself to?
A boy follows the footsteps of his father. That is who he compares himself to. I've never had that. A blueprint to follow. I'm winging it.