Learning To Be A Man From My Mom
My dad was there for graduation and to teach me how to ride a bike. But my mom was the one who taught me how to be a man.
My dad was there for graduation and to teach me how to ride a bike. But my mom was the one who taught me how to be a man.
I grew up trying to be strong; physically and mentally — from boxing with my brothers, to internalizing painful situations. Caring for others in a deep way can be frightening, but it’s a fear that I wish to overcome.