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As I came into your bedroom to tuck you in, I sat on the side of your bed and you looked at me as though I were going to tell you something interesting. We talked and I talked and you spoke to me in a way that I have never seen before. You spoke with an innocent smile on your face, like there was nothing betweeen you and me. I hope I could answer you're questions in a way that would impress you. Even though I made you laugh when I told you the stories, I wondered whether you were really enjoying our time together. Even though several times through the trip you said that I was like your Dad, I always doubted my position with respect to you. My position toward you has always been based on a fatherly perspective. Since you were a small child or baby I have tried to engage you in a way that is going to teach you the ways of the world. I loved spending time with you when you were only a few years old, and I could interact with you on a basic level that I thought was going to grow into something greater. Now, 8 years later I know you as a grown boy. I know that you have a personality that is going to be the basis of our friendship. I try to understand you more and more every day and I hope that we have reached an accord. You said that I was your Dad for the week and I certainly feel like that has been the case from my perspective. I care for you in a way that you won't understand for quite a while, but enough is said if I say that I am treating you as I would my own son. For you are like a son to me. |