Leaving my son and wife behind hurts worse each time.
I can't seem to come up with a good enough response to: DaDa, I want to come play music!
It cuts to the core. If I could afford to bring my family I would. (Once upon a time my wife and I did record an album). But all that lost time aside, I think the biggest problem is my son's 3 year old attitude shift. While I'm away he's developed into quite a punk.
I hear it more and more over the phone in the background: NO! I DON'T WANT TO! and I come home to it now. I'm just not around for the changes and I return midstream. He's kicking things now and throwing things at the most inopportune times (dinner at Grandma's). That and tying up our dog like a rodeo hog.
I remember when I had a baby boy, not an angsty little man.
I've got the solution:
I think I'll get him an electric guitar for his Birthday in September.
