He held my brother and I close to him. “Come on, let’s sit down and enjoy this beer. Remember Gibran when you were younger you would sit with me and drink my beer while you ate peanuts and we watched the boxing match? Then you’d say, Good peanuts, good beer.” I laughed at how silly that sounded.
We slowly walked back to my grandmother’s house and at the corner where we needed to make a left, there was a group of younger girls standing around, hanging out. As we got closer to them, they all waved and said hi to my father. “Good evening, Matias.” One girl said. Then my father pushed my brother and I forward and said, “Which one of these girls do you boys like for yourself.” All seven girls laughed and giggled. I felt embarrassed and offended. “How could he be doing this knowing that I have a family?” I thought to myself.
“Come on boys, let’s go home.” My father said.
Everybody was back outside, waiting for us. It was getting late and it was a school night. So, Josh, Sylvia and I needed to go to school in the morning.
We said our goodbyes and hugged my father, cousins and aunt. I told him I would like for him to go visit us in our home in El Paso during the weekend to continue our conversation. He agreed.
Driving back home I thought of my father, his behavior and the words he shared with me. He was right, I should let go of the past – I wanted to let go of the past, especially that I wanted to start a fresh life cycle with my own son. The problem with that dawned on me, I didn’t know how to let go of the past and just like that my mind went into an abyss of self-pity.
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We slowly walked back to my grandmother’s house and at the corner where we needed to make a left, there was a group of younger girls standing around, hanging out. As we got closer to them, they all waved and said hi to my father. “Good evening, Matias.” One girl said. Then my father pushed my brother and I forward and said, “Which one of these girls do you boys like for yourself.” All seven girls laughed and giggled. I felt embarrassed and offended. “How could he be doing this knowing that I have a family?” I thought to myself.
“Come on boys, let’s go home.” My father said.
Everybody was back outside, waiting for us. It was getting late and it was a school night. So, Josh, Sylvia and I needed to go to school in the morning.
We said our goodbyes and hugged my father, cousins and aunt. I told him I would like for him to go visit us in our home in El Paso during the weekend to continue our conversation. He agreed.
Driving back home I thought of my father, his behavior and the words he shared with me. He was right, I should let go of the past – I wanted to let go of the past, especially that I wanted to start a fresh life cycle with my own son. The problem with that dawned on me, I didn’t know how to let go of the past and just like that my mind went into an abyss of self-pity.
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