It's Father's Day Again

This is a tribute to my Daddy, he won't read this as he is not on the net but I'm honouring this space for you, Daddy.

One year has passed. It's Father's Day again. And I'm still without a pix collage that we netizens usually post to boast of our pride and joys. Looks like I'll just have to say what I feel.

I am indeed blessed to have a father, my Daddy, who has taught me all I need to know about being a person. Daddy is not the talkative kind (that, I inherited from my mum). But those few things  Daddy had to say, sums up almost everything I need to guide me in living my life. The values and the steadfast principles which I have embedded since my growing up years, largely made me what I am today.

For that, I can never be thankful enough.

Daddy still watches over me. He would be the one to call me and check on me anytime, everytime. The fact that I'm the mother to his only three grandchildren, just pushed me up a few notches more, I know that now.

It wasn't all roses as I went through my years of rebellion way back once upon a time. But Daddy was still the one, who came to me and let me have my way when so many others were close to disowning me.

It hasn't been easy for you too, being the sole bread winner for this family of ours then, you had your ups and downs too. I'm glad I can give back to you now, maybe not in so many ways, but in ways that I believe are meaningful enough for you.

My prayers that Allah continues blessing you with good health, I haven't had enough of having a father. Fifty years on, I still need Daddy in my life.

I love you, Daddy.