In This Time of Tragedy, I See Hope
You will never know what happened just a day ago in Boston. You will hear about it every year the Boston Marathon ran through the streets. I will do my best to not dwell on what happened. Something tells me that you were aware something was happening, I spent more time with you, I was more patient, and I held you just that much tighter. It is sad that it took something like this happening for me to take a moment to pause to spend time with you.
There was something that legendary anchorman Tom Brokaw (I had to do everything to keep from saying Ron Burgandy, who you will learn more about later in life) said last night during the late news that struck me (I’m sorry I can not remember exactly what he said), but it was something along the lines of his grandchildren and their children will not know the age of innocence and being able to play outside, or go to a sporting event, or going anywhere without fear.
Son, there was a time, when I was a child, when I could just tell your grandmother and grandpa that I was going down the street to play with some friends or at the tree-house just down the street. They were never worried about sexual predators or worried about what was going to happen at school. They were not afraid to let me out of their sights, maybe they were and I just did not see it. Times have changed though.
You might be 15 and I maybe still saying that I need to be outside watching you as you shoot basketball hoops, or dropping you off at school, telling you each time you open the car door saying that I love you in front of your classmates. You will get annoyed at it, I did when your Grandmother did it to me, in fact, I still do. You will get annoyed at the need for me to always know who you are with and whose parents will be there watching you. Son, this is for your own good, and it is because of the people who caused the Boston Marathon Bombings, Sandy Hook and Columbine, 9/11, and Oklahoma City that bring these questions and this watchful eye. It is only out of love.
While I am talking a lot about fear, I see hope. I see hope that humanity will change, that times will change once again. I see a time where we do not have to be so fearful. A time when all the good people on this earth have thrown out all the bad people. Not to get all hippie on you, but that is what I see. There is hope son, I can see that hope in your mother’s eyes, I can feel it in my heart, and most importantly, I can see that hope in your eyes. So here is to hoping my son, I love you!
Posted on April 16, 2013, in Letters To the Kid and tagged Boston, Boston Marathon, Child, Children, Dad, Daddy, Family, father, Fatherhood, Fathers, home, Kids, Life, mom, mommy, Mother, motherhood, Oklahoma City, Parent, parenthood, parenting, Sandy Hook, Toddler, Tom Brokaw. Bookmark the permalink. 5 Comments.