The
person who taught me how to love Beatles, America, Bread, and Led Zeppelin
while my friends are going gaga over boybands.
The man who would not hesitate
in buying a life-sized dollhouse for me, just because it caught my fancy.
The
one who tirelessly carries me on his back when asthma strikes and I couldn’t
walk.
The husband who wakes up early to prepare his specialty breakfast recipes
of omelette, veggies, and milk to kickstart our day.
The Cebuano who would
happily ramble in his dialect even if we can’t understand a thing.
The one who
would randomly dance or sing… just because he wants to make us smile. :)
Sunday, June 17, 2012
