Love Letter to Dad
Hello Dad,
Surprising isn’t it? To suddenly write a virtual letter. What made me write it? Nothing really, I have the urge to write in the past but I lack words to comprehend it. But now that I have something in my mind, might as well write it now.
Dad, I’m almost 20. I might get married anytime. Should I invite you? I guess so, since you’re my Dad after all. But will you come? Well, it doesn’t matter. But you know, deep inside me wants you, to at least show your face or even give me a wedding gift. But Dad, if you won’t show up, it would be sad you know. I saw it, in my Aunt’s wedding. She cried while giving her speech because Grandfather didn’t come. I guess I would be in the same shoes huh? But don’t worry Dad, I understand, I always do, even today or tomorrow.
Dad, I always remembered the day when you disowned me. I was still 13 at that time. I can still project what you exactly said on that day. It feels like I heard it just yesterday. But I always wondered why, is it because I stopped school? Or was it because our neighborhood caught me with a boy? Or maybe both? But Dad, let me explain, even if it’s too late already. I stopped school because I don’t have someone to show my grades to, or even nag me to study or congratulate me. Childish isn’t it? Of course it is, because I was still a child back then. I got a boyfriend because I thought it was the same as a father’s love, since both are males. But hoo-boy I was so wrong about it, so wrong that my first love didn’t even last a month. Little did I know that it would make you despise me. But I was too considerate, I thought that you disowned me to learn from your mistakes, that loving in an early age and get messed up is so tragic, just what happened to you and Mom. If I’m right, then thank you Dad, for thinking about my future.
Dad, don’t worry. I will marry a man who will love me and my children, one who even gamble his life for the family and doesn’t give up. I won’t make the same mistake, you see Dad, I already have tons of boyfriends in the past, but look, I’m not pregnant yet, nor wasted nor broken apart. I’m still me, I’m still the person who you always bite. Your bites are painful you know. Still the first baby you carried and took care of.
Dad, I hope you’re happy, even though you and Mom didn’t get married, you’re still my Dad. I’m also thankful to Mom you know, she gave birth to me even though she’s still schooling. Even though Mom is such a nagger and worrywart, but I love that side of hers too. Dad, I’m also thankful to Grandmother, Rita. She’s my role model, haha. She taught me how to be strong and forgiving, and also giving infinite chances. She was also there when Mom was working far away. So don’t blame her, she told me all the things between you and Mom, mostly the marriage thing. Well, not THAT all but still.
Dad, where ever you are, I bless you good health and happiness. And I’m sorry for this short letter. This isn’t enough to express how much I love you but, I do know that my love for you is beyond comprehension. Take care.
