My father wasn’t always there for me as a kid. In fact, he was never there. He wasn’t the one who taught me how to do car repairs or the one who offered wisdom on how to be a good man. He never gave me a skill and I can’t recall one time when he ever told me he loved me. I’m not sure if he ever did, but I’m beyond that now. I can’t dwell on it anymore because I have my own daughter to raise and I refuse to let her grow up fatherless. Not just in the physical sense, but in the emotional sense. Something my father could never give.
But I had a role model and inspiration, my abuelo. He was my one good example of what a father could be. And my father? The best example of a bad example. I take it with a grain of sal. That’s the one contribution he made to my life, showing me exactly what I never want to be. Thanks pops!
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