If there is one man in this world who loves unconditionally (for all that it means), would sacrifice for me, and love me even more.... I know for sure it's DADDY SAM.
So anyway I will talk about how great my dad was when we were growing up and how even greater he is now that we are adults.
AS A KID
Daddy was a very hands-on dad to us. One of the earliest memories I have with my dad was he would audit my knees and feet every afternoon when he came home and check for insect bites, scratches and scars. He actually scared me not to scratch and scar my legs or else it will look ugly when I grow up.
Also, when I was in K1 where I was freaking out because it was a Friday and I needed bloomers for PE. Mom was not at the house that time, maybe on a trip with the officemates.. My dad, clueless, asked me what a bloomer is, so I said the one I always wear on Fridays for PE. So he helped me out and when he found it, he even ironed it. Even at that young age, I was grateful for his gesture and that was also one of the times at my young age that I knew my dad is the greatest daddy in the world.
Other times, he would sing me a lullaby as we are about to sleep and I would never forget and I miss it until now how at around 6am, he would lie in my bed and hug me and ask me get up and pee and we sleep a little more until breakfast time.
Oh how I miss him calling me naknak, an endearment for anak. or lange-nge for being lange. And oh, he calls me that even now that I am old.
I remember a conversation between mom and my single and marrying age aunties discussing about what kind of person should they choose as a husband.. And then they all agreed that Daddy Sam should be the "measuring cup" of what a husband should possess. Hardworking, hands on dad, loving to my mom, and not dominant but still has the last say to every decision.
My daddy is always like that. He doesn't have to enforce to us that he is the Head of the family and we all have to live in a tyrannical household. No, he's in not that type. My daddy is the loving simple kind of dad, and not strict but would not think twice whipping our kiddie asses if we step out of line.
One cool thing about our parents is that they let us oversleep. It is okay to wake up until 9am. Unlike in other households where their moms or dads would start yelling if the kids stay in bed after 7. But this privilege comes with a price. Dad would always wake us up at 7 but not to do chores already but to pee. That has always been the rule. I hated it. But now with what happened to me, I thank dad for that.
My dad is also my #1 fan. Tie sila ni mama at this position.
One time in Grade 6, we were to take an entrance exam in Iligan and all the classmates agreed to wear a pair of jeans. I went home crying because I did not own a pair of jeans at that time. Mom was out of town that time and all the stores in Tubod were already closed so there's no way I could buy jeans to wear the next day.. You know what dad said to me to cheer me up? He said, "Mga panget man gud na sila ug legs mao mag jeans, ikaw kay nindot man, so pag shorts ra." That truly lifted me up and I wore shorts the next day with confidence, and my friends didn't really gave a thought about it. In the end, out of the 14 who took the exams, only 5 passed. I was one of those 5 who passed. And I was in shorts.
AS A TEEN
In highschool, he was already in Samoa at that time and he would check on all of us, calling my mama at least 2x a day. He didn't mind if the phone calls are expensive. He's motto then was, "What's the use of having so much money when I won't know my family anymore."
In college, I would cry to dad whenever I get low grades or fears I'd flunk a subject and far as he is, he would comfort me, advising me to get a tutor but then i say "Di man na pde itutor ang accounting!" and then he would say, 'Cge lang nak, I know you did your best". And when I get my passed grade, I would call him and squeal "Daddy I passed!" and then he would say, "I know! you are smart, liwat gud ka nako!" and then we would start our bragging tirade about how we are smart and we are good looking. ehehe
ABOUT BOYFRIENDS AND SUITORS
I never really had a boyfriend in highschool and most of college. Not that I was forbidden but I was being blackmailed, financially and emotionally. hahahah.. Whenever Boyfriends and Suitors are opened up, dad would not go ballistic and ground me for life. Instead he'd say "Mas maayo nak, para muoli na ko diha, kay naa na man diay mupaskwela nimo."
I ask you now dear reader, GANAHAN KA ANA?
My mom on the other hand likes/requires me to talk about boys and crushes. She's so cool with it. But when it comes to boyfriends, especially the ones (not that many ha!) she doesn't like, she would then stop taking me to restaurants to eat or buy me stuffs I like or give me extra allowance because "sa imong boyfriend palibre, or papalit" ang show.
I ask again, "DI KAHA NIMO BULAGAN IMONG UYAB?"
I know it feels like I am materialistic and all, but I would drop everything I have rather than not having my mom's favor (again, not about money. more on affection and attention and friendship).
So I end breaking up those not so good bf's anyway.
Then mom takes me to shopping! hahaha.
Everytime he comes home was like Christmas to me. I love having my Daddy around. Feels like our family is complete and I feel so secure.
There are so many stories I would like to write about my Daddy. But this entry is a bit long already. So I will just have to make another entry when the inspiration takes over again.
I love you dad. And I miss you. Please take care of yourself.
(Post for Mom coming soon)
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