Thursday, June 9, 2016

How I’d love to dance again...

I just want to write this and let you know some things that other people should know and you should know too... Someone who is a HERO for me. He's always been my hero since I was a little girl.

He’s the disciplinarian in the family. When we were little we used to fear him a lot because he was very strict when it comes to coming home straight from school; our church duties and responsibilities, helping in the household chores, and to our 'mala-teleserye' & 'tagu-taguan' childhood crushes and funny love story..haha
This man is so masculine, so strong looking you dare not approach him. As he approaches, he bestows upon you aggressive behavior; however, he then surprises you with the most beautiful smile and friendliest personality you have ever seen. This is the true essence of my father, a man not only misunderstood by society because of his appearance, but also his tone.

This person has taught me, guided me and instilled wisdom in me my entire life.
He is whom I look up to with loving trust and pride. With a willing hand to lend, he is a helper, an adviser and my partner in crime.
He has been the driving force behind my academic achievement. Everything I have been able to accomplish with regards to school and even in my personal life, I have him to thank for.
This person means the world to me, so who is this influential person in my life? He is my one and only father, my "Tatay".

I am a daughter of a Minister of Church. I grew up in a pressure situation where I was expected to look and act in a certain manner, and always had to put on a smile. But my Tatay serve as my best friend and taught me not to be pressure and enjoy each day of my life. My parents taught me to love God first and foremost.

He taught me never to give up and to go for what’s out there. That I should always go for what I want and to never stop trying, to always stay firm and have grip on what’s my every day goal. He has advised me to notice what I’m doing and if I’m doing it the right way.

Now I am like a ‘mom’ to Tatay, scolding him when he misses his medicine or always reminding him to stay away from fatty food. He’s doing great if I may say so because he listens to me. No matter how far I am from tatay, I will forever be Tatay’s little girl.

As the song goes:

♪♫ Back when I was a child
Before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure, I was loved.

If I could get another chance
Another walk another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never ever end
How I'd love, love, love to dance with my father again.. ♪♫


Thank you for teaching me to be myself, even in the face of adversity. Thank you for giving me a caring heart and an open mind. Thank you for teaching me why thank you notes are always important. Thank you for letting me make my own path. Thank you for the lessons you continue to teach me every day. Thank you for your examples, your wisdom, your patience, your guidance, your devotion, your sacrifices, your endless support, your laughter and most importantly, your love.

P.S. Thanks for the everyday call, for always checking if your baby girl before is a good mother to your grandchildren.. haha

Happy Father's Day Tatay! We love u!

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