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. :)
While mom
is the more rigid and stringent one, dad was always the happy-go-lucky and
laidback guy. While mom worries over everything, dad becomes the force field
that brings everything back in perfect balance. While mom cannot carry out a single tune, dad has always been our family’s human jukebox. With dad around, nothing
can ever go wrong.
I am uberly-grateful to have a dad as superb as he is. Yes, he might have
a huuuuge beer belly, bisaya accent and terms, weird ways of making us
laugh,random fart moments, and other idiosyncrasies— but when he sees us
in pain and misery, he would never ever fail to be there for us. He might be
absent in our lives most of the time because of work; still, his love, care,
and presence incessantly remains with us.
Dad, your
absence may be long, but your presence lingers with us forever even if a
thousand of miles separate us. Your time spent with us, though short,
leaves a mark that will never be erased. Your love, care, loyalty, and support
can never be replaced for anything. You will always be my first and last
boyfriend, Bryce’s bestfriend and playmate, and Mom’s soulmate and last love.
Happy
Father’s Day, Daddy. This family would not be what it is right now, if not for
you. J We love you!
Sunday, June 17, 2012
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