last month, i was brought back to the very same place that i used to frequent when i was about 6-7 yrs old. 17 yrs has past and the place still looks the same. the same building. the same slope that i used to walk with my mom. the memories were still fresh in my mind till now.
back then, there was dad lying in the hospital bed fighting for his life. despite being diagnosed with a fatal illness, he never failed to put on a smile. a man of little words, he never failed to pray, even if he had to lie on his bed. such was his character, that he was sorely missed by all when he left.
i wished he was still around, to see how much i've grown. growing up, i've always wanted to be like him. tall, little words, good-looking, kind,generous and the list goes on. i can never find anything bad to relate to my dad. he was so good, that at times i feel disappointed with myself for not being able to be like him.
anyway dad, i know that you are watching me from there. and i badly missed you. i love you dad and i hope that one day i'll be a great dad just like you. HAPPY 58th BIRTHDAY dad.
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