Post by span870 on Nov 18, 2019 20:36:29 GMT -5
This is somewhat a take off on the school shooting thread but,
It's not bullying, it's not loss of religion, it's not ease of firearms. The problem is men not being men and stepping up and being daddies, not fathers. If you don't know the difference, you're part of the problem. Daddies teach their kids respect, teach them not to bully and to stand up for those being bullied. Teach them you don't need a weapon to settle your problems, a butt whipping and black eye never killed anyone win or lose.
I sit here honestly fighting back tears all day. If you've ever seen a 20 year old kid wheeled out of a hospital room on life support for a walk of honor to donate his organs, you'll know why. 20 year old kid. Not a drug addict, not a trouble maker. The type of kid every parent wants and wants their daughter to date. A "cool kid" in school who took my son under his wing when he entered high school. A kid I heard about every day how he said hi to me in the hall. A kid who my son idolized. A kid who, in one split second, lost his life to negligence with a firearm. I have to look at my son and have no way to take his pain and sadness away. I can't do anything to bring this child back to make it go away. I try to tell him to think about the mommy that got a phone call last night saying a heart was found for their child and they'll have them another day. It doesn't help. It doesn't make it better. The husband who'll have their wife awhile longer. There is still a 20 year old child who lost their life. What I'm saying here is be a daddy. Work ain't that important, hunting and fishing ain't that important. Be a daddy to your kid. Teach em right and wrong. Let them know you're their for them. Even if you hate the mother, don't show it. They pick up on that. Be around. Once that child was born, your happiness and plans for life take a backseat. If it'll save one, just one child, give an inch. One childs life is worth more than my need. Not want, not right, my need. Think about it while I go hug my boy and fight back tears for awhile longer.
It's not bullying, it's not loss of religion, it's not ease of firearms. The problem is men not being men and stepping up and being daddies, not fathers. If you don't know the difference, you're part of the problem. Daddies teach their kids respect, teach them not to bully and to stand up for those being bullied. Teach them you don't need a weapon to settle your problems, a butt whipping and black eye never killed anyone win or lose.
I sit here honestly fighting back tears all day. If you've ever seen a 20 year old kid wheeled out of a hospital room on life support for a walk of honor to donate his organs, you'll know why. 20 year old kid. Not a drug addict, not a trouble maker. The type of kid every parent wants and wants their daughter to date. A "cool kid" in school who took my son under his wing when he entered high school. A kid I heard about every day how he said hi to me in the hall. A kid who my son idolized. A kid who, in one split second, lost his life to negligence with a firearm. I have to look at my son and have no way to take his pain and sadness away. I can't do anything to bring this child back to make it go away. I try to tell him to think about the mommy that got a phone call last night saying a heart was found for their child and they'll have them another day. It doesn't help. It doesn't make it better. The husband who'll have their wife awhile longer. There is still a 20 year old child who lost their life. What I'm saying here is be a daddy. Work ain't that important, hunting and fishing ain't that important. Be a daddy to your kid. Teach em right and wrong. Let them know you're their for them. Even if you hate the mother, don't show it. They pick up on that. Be around. Once that child was born, your happiness and plans for life take a backseat. If it'll save one, just one child, give an inch. One childs life is worth more than my need. Not want, not right, my need. Think about it while I go hug my boy and fight back tears for awhile longer.
