My Hero the Dad

My father, although he was never really around me in my childhood, is my friend as an adult. He is a military man and he always left me and my family behind. We were poor, and he was working for the money.


When he retired, I talked to him everyday. He's been everywhere from Africa, to France, to China/Russia , to America and Canada, and South America.


He feels bad for leaving though because he could never see me grow up. But he wants to make it up. It's not his fault...he's a great father at heart.

sometimesithink sometimesithink
Mar 15, 2009