My Life and My Sons

Growing up I didn’t think that far ahead about my life. I was more into what was happening right there, right then. Or maybe I thought as far ahead as the weekend and what I was going to do. Sometimes we think farther ahead about our careers and where we want to be in five or ten years in regard to a position we may want to obtain or how much money we want to make. But beyond that I don’t think many of us think of many more details than that.

One of the things that I think alot about is wether I am close to my sons or not. Now the Adams men have always been pretty serious guys. My father was taken away from me when I was 11 years old. Their wasn’t a lot of hugging that I remember. He seemed to be a strong and confident man though. I wanted to be that for my sons also. Its hard to learn how to be a good parent but you want to do your best. Having split from my wife, my role with my oldest son changed alot. I was relagated by my ex to become the dislipinarian. She would call me during the week and have me yell at my son to get his homework done or his chores, what ever. I knew I was becoming the bad guy! I could easily understand why later on, he would rebel and why he would hesitate today to having his own kids and develop a family. I always told my sons that when they left high school that many of their friends would turn out not to be friends at all. If their lucky maybe one or two at the most you might keep up with. I’ve told them that family is the only thing that will always be there in what ever capacity they can be in their lives. Family is all we have in most cases. Families always forgive and families will always support. So my sons as I get older in my life I have learned that I should have more hugs to give and more support to show than I did before. I hope you learn from my lesson and start hugging now. It feels pretty good.