by: Meg
If yesterday was my mother’s birthday, today is my
father’s 60th birthday, amazing isn't it? Yes, that’s fact (at least
two-in-one), one cake, one celebration, one in everything, hehehe. It’s always
my mother who wants to make their birthdays one at the same time… (Did I tell
that my mother is also good in accounting and budgeting? Well she’s expert on
that!)
When I was young, I considered myself as the assistant of
my father to any carpentry and repair works at home, no doubt why I earned this
degree in Architecture. He also planned the nipa house we had in the province
and I can still vividly remember it even when I was three years old then. My
father was a very strict person…I used the verb ‘was’ because that was before
when I was still studying. Afraid enclosed with respect is what I felt towards
him. One time he caught me talking with someone on the phone (my father was on
the extension line) and after that he asked me this question… what do you want
--- to have a boyfriend or to study? I was so ashamed that time because I came
to know how he wanted me to finish and prioritize my studies first. And from then
on I focused and set my goals, it’s not just because I’m afraid of him but I
came to see how my father really determined and strived to work hard just to
finish our college degrees. And I’m proud of him as a security guard because
all of his four children finished the tertiary level.
One thing that I really liked about my father is his
being supportive in my decision especially when I wanted to work in Dubai 2008.
My mother refused me to go but since I have him at my side, he entrusted me
with his blessings to pursue my dream. At the same time, I assured and
convinced my mother that it’s time to live a life independently on my own and
explore the possibilities and opportunities abroad. God knows how deeply I was
blessed to have an extended family abroad (my housemates, officemates and
church mates in Dubai were truly my blessings).
Indeed, I admired and loved my father for the freedom he
empowered me to follow my dreams. I’ve gone this far because of him. I realized
that his strictness is wisdom of discipline which I owe him a lot until now.
Like my mother, I want to thank and love God for giving me a great father like
him which is definitely worth loving for.
Happy birthday Tatay! =)
(I like this song from Lee Greenwood)
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