
I've always been touched by movies and songs about fathers. When I was asked who my inspiration is, I, without batting my eyelash, answered that it's my Tatay. I can still vividly remember how he was when I was a young girl. I remember him giving me milk, carrying, tickling, and playing with me. He was the one who would cheer me up with kind words when I was feeling down. He would tell me that it was okay when I was having my tantrums. I would run to him when Mom was angry. At night, he would sing me to sleep. "Fiesta sa Isang Bayan" (A Feast in a Town)... That's my favorite...
When I entered college, I think I started to overlook him. I mean, I still appreciate the things that he does; but, it became just ordinary. However, when we talk about his life, I'm always moved. For some reasons, my father lived away from his family. As young as thirteen years old, he learned to be on his own, work, and study at the same time. He's one of the most hardworking persons I know. His perseverance gave rise to his success now. He graduated and became a very good teacher. Because of his intention to give us a good life, he resigned to our dear school and became the first municipal assessor in our town. (He still works there now.) My sister and I were able to finish our studies. Tatay and Mommy helped, help, and will help other children too. Some of them are already professionals. I'm so happy for that! I'm so proud to have parents like them! I want the whole world to know what kind of father my Tatay is.
I pray that my parents can have longer lives. My sister and I want to make them feel how much we love them. I also want them to see us having lives that they're dreaming for us. Please God... I hope my dad's effort will pay off. One of my biggest dreams is for my parents to be there on my wedding day. (To be continued...) Ha-ha!