For the last 25 years of my life, I've always wondered how it feels like to celebrate Father's day then I shift my thinking and wonder: "How does it even feel like to have a dad?"
I know you. I've seen you. Talked with you for a bit, but I still wonder how it feels like to grow up with you. I still wonder what you could've worn on my graduation day and what gifts you'll give me on my birthday. I wonder what food you like, or if you like dogs, or what your shirt size is. I wonder what I'll be like now if you guided me while growing up. I even wonder how you'd react if you see my boyfriend and find out that we have a huge age gap.
I guess there'll be a time for that soon and as to when? I don't know. Only God knows. Maybe you can explain soon why you had to leave, but for now, I feel that you did what you had to do because it's for the welfare of everyone in the family. I used to hate you, but I'm slowly beginning to understand that sometimes, parents just have to do what they have to do not because of selfishness, but because it's the best way they know. I guess when I already have my own children, I can finally understand you, even without you explaining.
I heard you love Kimchi. May you find the best Kimchi place in your hometown tomorrow.
Happy Father's Day.
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