Father's Day
I was just 3 years young when he went to his account, during my school days, I asked myself what would he be like if he is with us, would he allow me to get up 2 a.m or 4 a.m weaving mat before I leave for school?, would he allowed staying up till midnight doing my homework or reviewing at the same time weaving mat? or would he be like other father with so many vices?
Our mother never uttered us a single story about him, just from hearing people. They said that he was a good and responsible one.
Maybe we wouldn't have experienced skipping meals, perhaps I was able to enjoy my childhood days just like other kids, like other kids who were not worried when they were playing, not worrying from being get scolded by their grandmother and mother, it seemed like playing time was being deprived of me, or should i say my playing time was weaving mat(our livelihood). I confess I envious those kids who're life easier than us.
Our Father's death maybe was untimely, maybe my mother hadn't has arduous time if she has someone helping her bringing us up.
I remembered when I delivered my (elementary)Valedictory address I uttered lines for him offering my achievements imparting him that he may continue guiding us wherever he is. (that was the first and last I asked him)
Our father has gone too soon but his absence taught me growing responsible (at least for myself).. responsible performing my every action... and I'm sure wherever he is right now he's smiling and contented watching over me, for I maybe didn't experience growing up having him at our side, but God performed so many wonders in my life, He filled what I never have had. He provided me more than what I prayed for..i have tons of reason to be happy and feel blessed.
For God has provided me, someone who understands my language, who made me greener, loved me as being me, the best husband and a wonderful father to our bond of joy Ysabella and the most someone, that I can be like a kid again.
Our mother never uttered us a single story about him, just from hearing people. They said that he was a good and responsible one.
Maybe we wouldn't have experienced skipping meals, perhaps I was able to enjoy my childhood days just like other kids, like other kids who were not worried when they were playing, not worrying from being get scolded by their grandmother and mother, it seemed like playing time was being deprived of me, or should i say my playing time was weaving mat(our livelihood). I confess I envious those kids who're life easier than us.
Our Father's death maybe was untimely, maybe my mother hadn't has arduous time if she has someone helping her bringing us up.
I remembered when I delivered my (elementary)Valedictory address I uttered lines for him offering my achievements imparting him that he may continue guiding us wherever he is. (that was the first and last I asked him)
Our father has gone too soon but his absence taught me growing responsible (at least for myself).. responsible performing my every action... and I'm sure wherever he is right now he's smiling and contented watching over me, for I maybe didn't experience growing up having him at our side, but God performed so many wonders in my life, He filled what I never have had. He provided me more than what I prayed for..i have tons of reason to be happy and feel blessed.
For God has provided me, someone who understands my language, who made me greener, loved me as being me, the best husband and a wonderful father to our bond of joy Ysabella and the most someone, that I can be like a kid again.
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