There but never really there

Funny how I grew up, from the outside things seem like a happy household. The quintessential family made up of the husband and wife with two obedient and loving sons. The early stages were great, dad was present during those stages doing most of the things a dad should. Fast forward a few years and the story makes a complete 180^o turn. A person believes that as long as he’s paying the bills and your school fees that he’s being a dad and a father.

I was pretty young when he told me that he’s doing those therefore he’s being a father and I remember I was so furious because at my tender age I could tell the difference between a father and a dad. How could he not be able to distinguish between the two? It was uncanny. Anyway, I’m grown up now I can attest to the stereotype of a black man wanting recognition for things he’s supposed to do. Sad actually, no person in the world or asks to be brought into this world…we just find ourselves here at the discretion of our parents.