He was always one of my buddies. Though he was regarded as the naughty and bad one, his sweetness and his subjectivity overpowers those negative traits. Partly, everything he is now was because of my imperfect upbringing. The flaws exhibited were the times were unattended and unguarded. I thank the heavens for giving me a blessing just like my son and I just hope that he sees and realize my real situation.
Young and carefree as he maybe but I know that he has the sense of responsibility. I’m hoping the cloud of anger of his on me will soon be cleared away together with the winds of time. And wherever it leads us as father and son, I’ll still treat him as a dear one. As one of my buddies.