I'm a MAN!

Well, I'm 18 now. Always a big step in someone's life. And now I am officially a man. No questions asked. Dad gave a nice fighting knife, $100, and a sport coat and dress pants, shirt and tie. I guess he considers that the necessary for a man to have. Oh, and a cellphone. It's nice to have a cellphone. It was just me and him today. We went to church together, and then ate at Ryan's, just the two of us. Then we went shopping and he took me to singing practice. After waiting for an hour and a half we went on home. Then we jumped a car and took it to the shop. Stereotypical bonding time I guess. It was nice...many times today I felt like he had something to say, but didn't say it. I feel like he wanted to give me a

...you're a man now...

speech. He never did. I doubt I'll ever get one. If I wanted a speech from him...a time where he sat and told me how it is and gave me some key advice, or something like

no matter what you do in life, I'm proud of you, son

this was when I should have gotten it. I never had that awkward conversation from father to son about puberty. Of course I didn't want that...I'm just stating a fact. But the other would have been nice. ::thoughtful::