Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day Thoughts

My father, whom I called Papa as our term for endearment would never tell me what to do and how to do it. It was different to what our cousins tell us he was with them, he was very strict with the. His parenting style when it comes to us was a hands-off one, although he laid his hands on me a couple times I had lash marks here and there when I was a young girl because I was very mischievous. Because of that I grew afraid of him and we never got really close.

Now that he is gone and I hear nice stories about how he was like, I feel amiss, because I never knew my father the way they tell me he was. Maybe because I grew distant of him and even wish him gone couple of times.

I saw a commercial on TV today its a little girl and an old man, probably a grandchild and a grandfather. It reminded me of my dad and my daughter. My dad use to give her his biscuits, she would sit on his lap. Realizing how weak and how painful my father's body was after his death, he endured my daughter's ways. I'm glad my daughter was able to show my father love even for a bit.

I miss you Papa. I love you. Happy Father's Day, wherever you are.

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