tatay is the father of my ex boyfriend...he treated me as one of his own children and introduced to his friends as one of his daugthers...he may not be an epitome of an ideal father but he was definitely a good one...he may not be expressive enough to say "i love you" to his children but he made sure we know he loves us in so many ways...he would wake up early to do the saturday marketing just to make sure that we will eat fresh veggies and fish at lunch time...he would wake up early on monday mornings just to bring us to the bus terminal...he loved cooking specially if he would cook for us...he was our worst critic simply because he knew that we can do better...he never run out of stories...everytime i'm home he has a story to tell...he neve run out of ideas...he could have been a good politician if given the chance...
tatay died of cancer 8 months after his operation...i saw him suffer the perils of his sickness...i felt his pain every time a needle was injected into his vein...i cried when i thought we would lose him days after his surgery...it pierced my heart when i want to ease his pain and can't do anything...seeing him suffer made me plead God to spare my own parents with cancer...
tatay touched my life in many ways...i will never forget him...and i will always be thankful to him for embracing me as member of his family...he will always hold a special place in my heart...
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