David Ragnar Navarro
(You know things are serious when people use your middle name.)
David, this is my Christmas Eve message to you. Sadly, this is not the typical Christmas Eve message that families all over the world are sending their loved ones this time of year.
This message contains admonitions and warnings. I ask that you act like a man, own up to your actions, stop placing blame on other people (like me) for your shameful behavior and grow up. You give advice like this to your clients and customers, but like many things, you are not practicing at all what you preach. I will tell you the truth in love, and I know it hurts, but it is not my intention to be hurtful, and you can believe what you wish, but you are a fraud. More importantly, you are not living up to your promises or your oaths, and you are bearing false witness against members of your family, including myself. In that vein,You are a Liar.
David, brother, I am calling on you, or more accurately, I am calling you out, to stop spreading lies about me, about your siblings, and about your wife and children in an effort to explain or excuse your shameful, cowardly, and selfish behavior.
These are the facts: On the first of November you walked out of your house with the clothes on your back and your laptop under your arm, effectively abandoning your wife and children. There was no discussion or mutual agreement about divorce between you and Alison – You abandoned your wife and your children. Talk about “Rocking Their Day”. You told Alison that you want to leave her, that that she was to take care of the children, and you wanted to build your business.
David, these are the facts: you left your wife and children. You have selfishly abandoned your marital responsibilities to make money and ‘be famous’ and you have abandoned your responsibilities of fatherhood choosing the love of your 8,000 twitter fans and MONEY over the love of your three impressionable little boys who look up to and adore their father. You broke the promise you made to Alison that the business will never take priority over the marriage, and you broke the promise of a future filled with happy days for your three boys now that their father as left them.
David, these are the facts: Since November 1 you have talked to your children maybe three times, and you took them to dinner twice. Brother, having dinner with your children once a month at a burrito house does not a father make.
In addition, when your children ask you those “really hard questions”, like, “Dad, are you coming home?” or “Dad, why can’t you take a day off from work and visit us for Christmas?” you dismiss them, change the subject, and ask them how far they’ve gotten in Halo. And when they ask you the tough questions, you call them abrasive and poison. Poison! Why will you not “be the man” and tell them the truth – that you love your company, and the female company that you now keep, more than you love them.
To quote the knight in Indiana Jones, “You have chosen poorly”, brother.
Finally, to put the icing on the cake, you refuse to see your children during Christmas, nor do you intend to see them at all, blaming me, the big mean old scary brother. You ordered Christmas stuff on Amazon and had it shipped to the house, and most of that stuff your kids already own! To put it bluntly, brother, and to keep this family friendly, You’re a putz.
Realize, David, that with every cha-ching of your cellphone that tells you another purchase has been made on your website, that you understand that what you are earning is blood money. Money you have made by sacrificing your wife and three male children on the altar of your God – the god of success, fame, and money.
And you built your business on the back of your wife – she took care of the household to give you the ability to take your business full time, and now that you’re “someone famous” you leave her and want her to enjoy none of its profits? You could not have built your business without her. There’s a name for that kind of person as well, but it’s not family friendly.
These are the facts – now time to dispel the fiction.
David, the man who left for Las Vegas back in October is not the man who returned. Call it Jekyl and Hyde, or whatever, but it was so drastic and uncharacteristic we had no idea what in the world happened to you. You were showing signs of post-traumatic stress disorder; your appearance was getting nasty – your driving was erratic and you exhibited borderline paranoia.
Because of this and many other factors, your sister and I, indeed, felt you needed an intervention. You know Christine has a medical background and she thought you were taking drugs like amphetamines – like doctors would do to work non-stop on long shifts, and you exhibited that behavior. I had felt you had a nervous breakdown working alone in that dank home office for the last 6 months with no interpersonal contact. From our point of view, David, you’ve had a breakdown. So yes, Your sister and I felt you needed an intervention.
Brother, you are telling everyone that what Christine and I did for you was an act of hostility, but it was an act of compassion. “Where is our brother?!?!”Where is the man who would die at gunpoint or knifepoint for his wife and children? And who is this man who has shut out his family, has erased his past from all his websites, who refuses to talk to us one on one like a man and explain himself, and who hides in different hotels every night? These are the behaviors of a guilty man, or one severely affected by a guilty conscience.
And because of our act of compassion you have made me out to be some committable psychopath keeping you away from your children, like I’m some kind of monster ready to ‘sic the law after you. It’s evident that you have erased the children from your heart just as you’ve erased your wife and your family from your heart and your websites. You can NOT use me as an excuse for YOUR sin or YOUR cowardice. Again, you have chosen your business and your success over your family. You cannot, and will not, use me as an excuse.
You have shut yourself off brother, and you have let your love for money and “success” overpower the person your family knows as the “real” Dave Navarro.
Consider this for a moment, If you have three siblings, a wife, three children, a dozen in-laws, twelve pastors, and a collective 300+people, elders, and ministers from a whole host of churches around North and South Carolina praying for your wife and your children, don’tcha think maybe, you oughtta take a listen?
You refuse to talk to us because you HAVE… NO… EXCUSE…
I did start off with this saying it was a Christmas Message.
David, when Alison was pleading with you, crying to you, and you would not even look her in the eyes, and she said she could not live without you, you responded quite childishly, “What would happen if I’d just been hit by a bus and killed?” I ask you, now, what would happen, if you die right now, and stand before God? It’s a simple question, and sadly, the answer is plain. You will die in your sin. And you will eternally be separated from the Love of God, separated from the eternal love of those who will know you in eternity, and you will suffer the eternal punishment for rejecting Him and His Son.
Tomorrow is Christmas Day. We celebrate the birth of a King – the King of Kings. Jesus – The Christ – the Messiah, who came to save us from our sin. You still have a chance, brother – I know you know Jesus – you were the first in our family to come to faith. And I pray you will repent, and not to just be the brother, husband, and father you once were, but the one God can make you, if you let him. May this Christ be to you the joyous prince of Christmas morning, and not the terrible judge of the last day. For His second coming is as sure as the first…
We love you, David, and we pray that someone out there who knows you and who cares anything about your soul will encourage you to do the right thing. May God have mercy on you for what you have done and what you are doing. I miss my brother. Your children miss their father. Your wife misses her husband. You can run and hide and not give us your address but you cannot hide from the Lord. The Lord of Christmas. Merry Christmas, brother, wherever you are and in whatever dark hole you are hiding in. Come out into the light. Come home.