He was no longer a boy. Now he is a man, mature and responsible. Having to take a hardly an easy role,but the main role in warfare. It centered all around him.
I sighed. I slowly allow myself to slide down the door that I've been leaning against.
To explain it, the truth was harder to share. My heart aches in ways it should not from not sharing.
This was my fear, you to hear my words. In which I speak in the middle of a full moon lit night, just in front of you.
I haven't been a responsible father to you, or your sisters. In fact, I've been the one to push you out of childhood youth to the mature adult you are. My greatess regret.
I look back upon you now to see a scared man who once was a boy that was smiling, that was bundled up in her arms as she shushed you to sleep.
You've shown that you grown up my dearest, beloved first borne. You are no longer the child you are. Unlike your many peers, unlike them all you saw its horrors. Unlike them all you had to mature and become disciplined.
It was my duty as a father to protect you from this, yet I did not raise a finger.
Oh my dear beloved, child of thine.
Tomorrow, I resolve to be a better father. Tomorrow, I resolve to be a better man willing to take the weight for his family.