Mar. 19th, 2012 02:35 pm
Dear dad...
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dear Dad (I'll not use pet names because you know I've never been too fodn of them, too serious, too grown up even when I wasn't supposed to, soemthing you did your best to try to change, are still trying, actually),
I just wnated to drop by and wich you happy Father's day, even if I knpw you'll never read these lines, either because they are in English, and because I'll never show them too you. bevause there's no need to, you've always knew what was wrong with me without the need for words. Also because words can't describe what you did for me and Drew, the sacrifices, and the joy you took into making them, such a rare thing.
I remember when you drove for over 100 km just to get to take me on time after school, when I was six, and I remember when you arrived at nine, half to ten, tired to your knees, but you didn't care and went to Drew to play with him for a while, battling each other like in his favourite cartoon, Dragon Ball. you even learnt the names of teh attacks to make him happy.
But I remember also how you looked when you were with mum and you thought Drew was sick, or how you've spent so many days at my bedside when I wasn't well and I was at the hospital. (even if I remember you screaming aty me that I was supposed to get better instead of reading books. But for once, I'll forget it.). You've never pushed me, never tried to amke me, and Drew, to make soemthing we ddoin't wnat to. I know we've been through a lot, and sometimes we don't see eye in the eye on a lot of topic, we get even to argue, and yes, it happened ina couple of occasions that, because of our pride, we refused to meet in the middle, too stuborn, the both of us, to reach an agreement. And, I have to say, even if I keep doing it, I',m sorry. But it doesn't mean that I'll stop, because you know how defensive I can get, and you've never tried to stop me doing so.
But I remember dad, and I know, and I love you. Just know this. You've alwasy been here for me, and I'll do the same for you, never doubt me.
Happy ffather's day from you baby girl, who's not a baby any longer, Eli
I just wnated to drop by and wich you happy Father's day, even if I knpw you'll never read these lines, either because they are in English, and because I'll never show them too you. bevause there's no need to, you've always knew what was wrong with me without the need for words. Also because words can't describe what you did for me and Drew, the sacrifices, and the joy you took into making them, such a rare thing.
I remember when you drove for over 100 km just to get to take me on time after school, when I was six, and I remember when you arrived at nine, half to ten, tired to your knees, but you didn't care and went to Drew to play with him for a while, battling each other like in his favourite cartoon, Dragon Ball. you even learnt the names of teh attacks to make him happy.
But I remember also how you looked when you were with mum and you thought Drew was sick, or how you've spent so many days at my bedside when I wasn't well and I was at the hospital. (even if I remember you screaming aty me that I was supposed to get better instead of reading books. But for once, I'll forget it.). You've never pushed me, never tried to amke me, and Drew, to make soemthing we ddoin't wnat to. I know we've been through a lot, and sometimes we don't see eye in the eye on a lot of topic, we get even to argue, and yes, it happened ina couple of occasions that, because of our pride, we refused to meet in the middle, too stuborn, the both of us, to reach an agreement. And, I have to say, even if I keep doing it, I',m sorry. But it doesn't mean that I'll stop, because you know how defensive I can get, and you've never tried to stop me doing so.
But I remember dad, and I know, and I love you. Just know this. You've alwasy been here for me, and I'll do the same for you, never doubt me.
Happy ffather's day from you baby girl, who's not a baby any longer, Eli
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