My sister and I put the card we
made on our Father’s side of the bed just before he went inside the room. He
lay down but pretended not to notice the card. My mom, sister and I were all
laughing. We then handed the card to him. I felt joy as he lighted up with a
huge smile in his face (which he doesn’t usually do). He read the letter, then
the “gift certificate” my mom made for a new pair of shoes. He was laughing,
which made us laugh as well.
Father. Father. Father. What is a
father? Well, anyone could be a father, as long as he is hardworking,
protective, supportive, disciplined, understanding and of course, loving. And,
my father is like that. Edbert G. Buclatin is best father anyone could have.
Though he may be strict at times, I know he’s just doing and saying these
things for me. He is always there for me and for that, I say, thank you Daddy.
I still, remember, when I was
younger, he would carry me all around and hug and pat me to sleep. I miss those
days when I was not a pain. But I can’t help it, I’m a growing and changing teenager.
I’m just sorry for everything that I did to hurt or get you angry.
And when you’re getting old and
grey, do not worry, I’ll be always right here beside you, just like you were
always there beside me. You never failed to show your love, and I will never
fail to show my love for you as well. You are such a great father, friend,
brother and husband, thank you very much, I love you, Daddy. ♥ :*
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Love love love ♥ |
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