When i was about 11 or 12, i wanted so much to have a baton, guess i could just see myself twirling it at school, i begged my parents for one, but there was 5 kids and very little money for extras, i guess my dad saw me watching my cousin twirl hers and he got the idea to make me one, he and friend at work made it, and looking back i know it was well done,and even looked good, but it was homemade and i hated it, my dad was proud of it and was so glad that he could do that for me, it hurts so bad to think of how much it must have hurt him that i was ashamed to play with it in front of my friends, some things that you do in life you can never forgive yourself for, i would give anything to undo that, i hope one day i will be able to see him again, and let him know how much i love him, and how sorry i am for all the pain that i caused him and my mother. |
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