…to hanging out in nightclubs and bars…
…to the most dreaded nights – when the Cowboys lost (which happened A LOT when I was a kid). I knew what those nights meant, and it was nothing good.
For years, I had tried to repair our relationship, only to be rejected over and over again.
But for some reason…he agreed to come and hear Darrell speak.
That’s when he said something so profound, I could only hope it would touch my dad’s heart:
“There are people in your life that you love, that you need to let them know how much you love them because you don’t know if they’re going to be here tomorrow.”
About a week later, I got a letter in the mail from my Dad.
“I’m sorry for the father I’ve been.
Here my son is having an impact on hundreds of kids’ lives and I can’t have an impact on my only son’s life. I’m asking for a second chance to do things right.”
And he told me that he loved me.
Our relationship has only gotten better since then.