Sometimes, when someone very close to you (PARENTS) read one of your rants about emotional topic and worst about them.. you just want to disappear.
I’m not the sweet type of person to my parents. I don’t tell and show them how much I love them. So when I knew from my mother that she read (and made my father read) the article I wrote about my father.. I wanted to disappear. And okay, here’s the blog I posted at multiply dated on March 5.
Papa, you are the only man who loves me the best and the one I will love most. You are the one who understands me and the one I will understand more. Papa, you are the only man who cares for me and the one I will treasure forever.
There are millions of reasons to thank you, papa. Thank you for skipping office hours for our unimportant school events, for cooking Adobo the way I want it, for doing the chores while I am out, for allowing me to go to different far places, for giving me extra money on my birthdays, for asking me if I have my keys with me, for giving me extra barya when I ask you for some, for buying things I want, for all the things you do for me, for mama and ate and paul.
Papa, don’t ask me again to go with you at the hospital… riding a tricycle. That scares me to death. I don’t want to hear you say you’re not feeling well and it’s an emergency. Papa, you’re our superman. You can’t be weak, there is no kryptonite for real.
Papa, you and mama will go up on the stage on my graduation. You will still walk me in the aisle while another man is waiting for me… or not because I can choose to stay with you and mama.
Papa, I don’t mind taking care of you when you get older. Promise, I will be a better daughter. I won’t make you feel bad. Papa, I love you.
And guess what? Papa reacted so unreal like he said daw I only copied that. WTF. All I thought was LOL papa, you’re such a LOL. HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I don’t copy and paste anymore like during the elementary days for projects.