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Post by shattered on Nov 19, 2008 10:45:10 GMT -5
My oldest boy will be 11 next week. I signed him up for the basketball skills program through the local Special Olympics chapter. He is a bright, wonderful, beautiful boy with so much to offer, what his father did to him and didn't provide for him broke me today. We get there, and I realize just how much of a positive role model he has been lacking his entire life. Every child there had their father right at their side and was participating all the way. B doesn't even know how to dribble a basketball or shoot a basket at 11. I've been so busy trying to provide the basics for them that I missed something seemingly so small. B had a wonderful time and absorbed soooooooooo much. A very kind man stepped in, taught B how to pass the ball, and took B under his wing. I am thankful for that, but at the same time so angry that his father could never see past himself and step up to the plate and be the man these kids deserve. Everyone always talks about how his actions hurt his sister, but today I saw first hand how they hurt our son. Finding, I am so sorry. Hugs. Shattered
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