My son saved my life back when he was eight years old. I got pinned under a car and I was screaming. I had it sitting on blocks because I was taking out the drive shaft to get to the transmission. When I did that it went out of gear and drug me down an alley. I was screaming the whole time and my son heard me from the house on the second floor. He got people out there quick with two big jacks. We had to use them both so I could slide out. I wanted out quick! My son saved my life that day when he heard me screaming and struggling. He’s also saved my life another time.
Once we were out at night and he seen someone behind us with a knife. He said, “Daddy that man has a knife.” It was a big dude, but I was able to get us out of there. So he’s actually saved my life twice.
This past Saturday, he came to see me. I hadn’t seen him since he was nine because he was taken from me and his mother. My drug addiction caused me to lose him. My wife was being charged with severe abuse on my kids and neglect because she wasn’t keeping up with them. When he came to see me we had a good father and son reunion. He’s 35 now. It was a total surprise. He called me and told me he was in Nashville. We had a great reunion.
We have talked over the years, but I hadn’t seen him in person since he was 9 years old. When I saw him I said, “WOW.” He said, “What’s wrong Daddy?” I said, “You look just like me!” He agreed. He’s really super smart. I taught him how to play the spoons when he was a kid, but he don’t play anymore.
We talked about everything: his sister and his mama and how everything has changed. We both talk a lot! We don’t know when to quit. We have to interrupt each other when we want to say something. That’s something he inherited from me. He’s fidgety like me too (probably the ADHD). He did not get all of my medical problems thankfully. We prayed that he stays cancer free, unlike me.
He asked me to sing him a gospel song. He was struggling. I told him not to give up.
This was a real big thing in my life. It’s like that song back in the 60s, “My Heart Went Bing-A-Ling.” I didn’t want my son to leave, but he had to drive back. It lit up my life so strongly. I prayed so strongly about it after that we could be stronger and closer. I’m gonna call him tonight.