I do not have my biological father now to greet a “Happy Father’s Day” but I am always grateful that this especial day is celebrate to remind me of a life well-spent. My father died five years ago, though I miss him sometimes, it seems that he is still with us. Also, God has provided me some people to serve as fathers.
Fathers are the people whom we seek for wisdom. My Papa was a silent person, he does not talk too much but when he talks I know that what he says is important. For the difficult decisions that I had to make, I always seek his advise. Even now that what I have is only a foster (or maybe adopted) father, I still go to him for advises.
Fathers are strong. Not only physically but emotionally. Sadly my father succumb to cancer (which we believe is a result of his depression) however we know that his strength was within. He did not want us to suffer from anything. He protects us from sickness and any other danger.
Fathers are compassionate, too. Oftentimes, the virtue of being compassionate is associated with moms but fathers have this virtue, too; they just don’t want to show sometimes because they want to project that they are strong. Deep in their hearts they are and they make ways that these compassion will be turned into an action that makes us happy.
Mothers may be enough to raise us but a family will never be complete with fathers. To my Papa, thank you for your legacy on my life, in our family and to the people whom you have touched. I miss you!
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