Daddy's Gurl...

Being a father of 8 crazy children and 5 apos is a never ending torture. But my dad, does it just like a breeze of the wind during summer.

I will never forget how he always manages to bring a sumptuous meal on our table in spite the crisis and the number of mouths to be fed.
I will never forget how he always make every occasion very special in his most simple way.
I will never forget how he always manages his time to attend school meetings, presentations, his work, his responsibility as a lay minister in our parish and his extra curricular activity - mountaineering that is.
I will never forget how quietly he keeps to himself all the worries so we don't have to worry ourselves.
I will never forget how good he is in telling jokes as same as gospel stories.

I will never forget when he became my prince charming, stormed at my school without thinking how does he look when he heard i just got out from a hostage drama.
I will never forget how he always bring me boquet of flowers everytime i have theater presentation. take note, he does make an entrance, stopping the entire curtain call. hehehe!!!
I will never forget how he proudly went in front of my college batch mates with their parents and said "yang mga anak nyo, kahit ano pa ang mga kalokohan ng mga yan nag iisa lang yan". most of them were moved and was left teary eyed.
I will never forget how he kissed my forehead to say sorry for he did not allow me to go to Bacolod with Mama. (and i was pretending to sleep)
I will never forget how he makes "lambing" up to this time and asks me to sit on his lap.
I will never forget how he calls me sweetheart or wishart.
I will never forget how he makes me dye his hair on Sundays.
I will never forget how he said "you are almost a daddy's girl".

Well... i am proclaiming myself as one!

I AM A DADDY'S GURL. and I AM DAMN PROUD OF IT.

To my daddy-o, sir john, daddy lolo, bibi, butch, tito john, john f. HAPPY FATHER'S DAY. YOU ARE ONE OF A KIND. I am truly blessed to have you as my dad. I am and forever will be a PROUD DAUGHTER.

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!

THANK YOU FOR BEING THE GREATEST MAN IN MY LIFE.

and to all the FATHERS - special mention my kuya Ryan, you are one of a kind! It does take a whole lot of everything to be deserving for the title FATHER.

The Last Phone Call

"... hello?...."
"nasan ka?"
"nasa room mo?"
..............................

"...magsalita ka naman..."
"... please..."
.........
.........
" i love you..."

* tears continued to flow and is still flowing for as long as i can still hear the voice repeating over and over my head...

Purple Violets turned BLACK...

after a month and 5 days...

just like what happened 16 years ago...

its gone again, just like that. its over.

promises are indeed made to be broken.

is it too much to say that "i wish it never came back if it weren't meant to stay?"