I am not going to get the truck out of the tow yard. If my son loses it, then he loses it. He did this to himself and he has to realize that at some point in time, you are responsible for your own life. I have helped him too much in the past I’m afraid and now he expects that every time he gets in a jam, Good Ol’ Dad will come to the rescue. Well I can’t do that anymore. I have to let him fall flat on his face and hope and pray he is man enough to learn to stand back up on his own.
My wife wants me to get it out but I can’t. I understand her point of view which is “If he doesn’t have a car, then how can he get a job and get back and forth to work?” I had a cousin that walked 15 miles one way to work everyday and supported his wife and two children only to have to walk back home 15 miles in the evening. If he could do it, surely my son can too. He has to want to, that’s all it is to it and he’s not going to want to as long as we keep giving and giving. If we don’t quit giving, he’ll break us and never think a thing of it.