The whole world celebrates Father’s Day today and here are my random thoughts about it.
I can say I’m a Daddy’s Little Girl. Not because I’m the only child, but also because my Dad and I are much closer than I was with my Mom. I grew up under the care of my uncle, Mom’s eldest brother, because she went to the U.S. when I was three. My Dad, at that time, was a full-time agriculturist in Tarlac. So I grew up seeing my Dad only every weekend, that turned into every two weeks, into every month, into every quarter, and I don’t know anymore. However, that didn’t stop me from being close to him.
You see, there are a few things that I got from my Dad aside from the last name. My fondness of highlighting text on every paper, every magazine, or every book that I read, is number one of them. I remember the first time I saw him reading the newspaper, with a red ballpen and a ruler on each hand. I asked him why and he explained about highlighting the important points on what he was reading.
There were times that we would discuss politics, current events, and social issues — topics that I don’t usually deal with. But talking with my Dad (or even with my husband) turns out to be both a good conversation and a learning experience.
He’s also resourceful. He could think of ways on how to make an object work differently from what it is originally for. No wonder he keeps so many things inside the house which I sometimes consider as junk.
He’s simple, not flashy. Your typical kuripot (spend-thrift), but practical.
And since I already mentioned my husband earlier, I remember my husband and I talked about how we are similar to our respective in-laws. He and my Dad have similarities when it comes to how they keep things in the house (They maintain this kind of mess that they know where something is placed but would not find if I organized them.); and how I and my mother in-law are similar in cleaning and organizing things inside the house. So we concluded that we somehow married someone like our parent. Funny but it makes sense. Because there are qualities that you would like to remember your parents by that you unknowingly found in your spouse.
Don’t you feel that way, too? Let me know by writing your comment below.
Let me take this opportunity to greet my Dad and my husband a “Happy Father’s Day!” and here’s wishing long, fruitful life. The same greeting goes to all fathers out there, as well.