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Then the kid turned 13

Wednesday, October 14th, 2015

Happy Birthday my dear boy!

Now that you’re a teenager,
Hopefully you’ll still listen to me.
Not because I’m always right, (which your mom refuses to believe)
But because I have been wrong a lot of times.

I can give you a list of tips or advises
now that you are in your teenage years.
But instead, I’ll just tell you to believe in yourself.
There will be a lot of confusing moments.

You are one of the most kind people I have ever known.
Do not trust anybody. And I mean any one.
Not even your close friends, or family. 

Always clean up your mess. Literally and figuratively. 

I can never fully know all the things you’re going to be going thru,
but I can have a pretty good idea and I can definitely understand.
You can always come to me or your Mom.

We are so proud of you.
I wish your Grandma Linda could have seen
how you grew up to be a handsome and kind young man.

I love you very much, Buddy.


Happy Birthday.


Poor Kid #2

Friday, August 24th, 2012

I found out when I got home yesterday,
that this little girl broke up with the kid.

I don’t know much details yet
the kid doesn’t want to talk to anyone.

I have never seen someone so heartbroken.
It’s breaking mine too.

He only said that he feels so unwanted.
I will just wait until he wants to talk.

I guess I better try to stop writing about the kid from now on.
I have to respect his privacy.

Except maybe when he and I do something funny.
Of course I would share that.

Just don’t tell him what I just wrote.

Poor Kid

Monday, August 13th, 2012

Let me tell you this story.
I have been debating if I was going to post this or not,
but I just think it’s both sad and sweet,
so here goes..

Just bear with me here.


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Thursday, July 19th, 2012

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Just Like Most Things

Tuesday, December 20th, 2011

Today, my son engaged me in a conversation, during breakfast,
about the possibility that Santa doesn’t exist.
He then asked me if Santa is actually real.

I was caught off guard, to be honest with you.


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