I am the only daughter in the brood of four. Papa (that's how I call my father) and I weren't close when I was growing up but when I started working at the young age of 18, I moved back home to his house and that's when we've become close. (Back in high school I was living with my mom. Yep, they're separated)
Now that I have my own kid and husband, I don't get to see him that often (twice or thrice a month tops) but that doesn't mean I love him less for he still is and forever will be my first love, my first superhero and my first driver. (^-^)
Here are my little notes to the two most important men in my life- my Papa and my husband.
In 1989 you became a father... since then, you brought us to school everyday, you have sometimes cooked for us and you worked to keep food in the table all at the same time. You never complained of being tired nor of hunger whenever you'd give us the food that's supposed to be yours.
I can never thank you enough Papa. I just pray that we'd be given more years to spend with each other and celebrate more father's day! Happy father's day to the Ironman of our lives. We love you so much. Mwuah, mwuah. Tsup. Tsup!
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Thank you for being a fantastic man and an awesome father. Thank you for being that someone for Carl to admire, respect and honor. I love you and Happy father's day!
And to all the Tatays, Ama, Dada, Baba, Papa, Daddy, Dad out there-
Happy Father's Day!