 Father's day will finally over that we as the so-called the foundation of our home..we also make some household chores that requires the same chores made by mothers like cleaning the house, cooking, washing, babysitting and all. That made us father..tigasin sabi nga nila. This sunday while i was watching television..a priest with his homily catched my attention.The priest said that while they were on thier vacation in a resort somewhere meet a family having also their own vacation and with some few conversation with tatay while on the pool. And while on thier half way of their conversation, a child came in said that he wanted to swim on the pool for adult that which they were on that place while the other side is for the children. The mother restricted the child to swim that he might drowned, but the child answered that his father was on the pool...that he will just be okay.
The story reminded us how the child put his trust and faith to his father. Like when Jesus sailing on a boat with his disciples facing the storm said to his disciples that do not be afraid...That's how a father is all about..something that he will be a good captain..a provider..disciplinarian...a good husband..and a father..way to all that he could provide the necessities he could bring and needed by his family. That in times of a stormy weather, difficulties and challenges..a voice break always into silence that everything will be just fine..That's how a dad always seemed to be..tough on making decisions, caring, loving, thoughtful and be always the best. Geniune and exceptional of his love.
The life that brings a dad into the house of his own home is always a treasure to his children and wife..Whatever your children calls you..tatay, dad, papa, itay,...HAPPY FATHER'S DAY!...not too late to greet all of you.. pahinga muna kayo sa paglalaba at pagluluto..hehe...ENJOY.
Here's a song dedicated to all of of you..Dance with my father again. Sana wag kayong maiyak.I hope you all like it. Back when I was a child, before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance with my mother and me and then
Spin me around ‘til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
How I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He’d make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance, one final step, one final dance with him
I’d play a song that would never, ever end
‘Cause I’d love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I’d listen outside her door
And I’d hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send back the only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But dear Lord she’s dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and this is all I ever dream
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