for a Father
who, as we were growing up, always found a way to secretly slip us a few extra pesos to indulge those not-so-practical wishes
who delighted in cooking us his special meals prepared with tender, loving care
who loved to make us laugh, sometimes even at his own expense
yes
a Father who supported our dreams even when they meant giving up a lot of his own
who unwaveringly believed in us even when we had almost given up on ourselves
one who was always so kind but knew when he needed to be firm
who loved us even when we gave him more than enough reasons not to
this is for a Father who was our dearest Dad in every sense of the word
that while he practically grew up without his own, he instinctively seemed to know what to do
…. maybe it was just one of those things he was meant to do in his life …
and while he was by no means perfect
he did his best and that was all we could ever ask for
on this Father’s day, our second without
we take pause to remember how lucky we had been all those years
to have been blessed to have him
we miss you Dad
always
and perhaps
now more than ever