Throwback photo of us ❤
Throwback photo of us ❤

You’re a good good father
It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are
And I’m loved by you
It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am
You’re a good good father

– Good Good Father by Chris Tomlin

As I write this, the song above keeps running through my head. I cannot be grateful enough to the Almighty Father for His love for me. To give you insight of how I know this, I’ll share with you a short story about my own dad. Though my words are simple, I hope they bring honor to my first love. ❤

November 4, 2003. I was 14 years old and in 2nd year high school. It was the day after a long weekend holiday and our family came from a short vacation in Tagaytay the day before. It was a typical school day: I got up, got ready for school, and as usual, found my dad reading the newspaper near the rear entrance of our house where it opens up to the view of the garden. He was just waiting for me. Once I was done, I said to him, “Papa, tara po!” and we went on our way. It was a relatively short drive from our house to my school, about 15 minutes. In those 15 minutes we talked out grown up stuff – road developments and plans on Commonwealth Ave. When we got to my school, I got my bag from the backseat and he said, “Mahal na mahal ko kayo, oo.” and I said, “mahal ka din po namin, papa.” It was a special moment but one that I think I wasn’t able to put the value it deserved at the time. Little did I know, it would be a lesson in my life I’d never forget.

Fast forward to the end of the day, I got home with my younger sister and only 1 of my older sisters were in the house. When we asked where the others were, she said, “They’re in the hospital. Papa’s there. Something happened.” We weren’t allowed to go to the hospital because we were young then and they didn’t want us to see him that way. He was in the ICU then and by the following morning, November 5, 2003, he was gone. I wasn’t ready for that. To be honest, I don’t think anyone will ever be.

I shared that because it dawned on me that November 5, 2017 will mark his 14th year of passing. And as I am 28 years old now, I realized that I’m at the point wherein my first 14 years of my life with my dad and the last 14 years without him are now equal. Moving forward, the time that he’s not with us will always be more than the time that he was.

Though he has been gone, the love I felt for him have always stayed. He was the best dad in world (yes, I’m biased, but he really was). He was kind, generous, loving, and caring. On our birthdays, he never forgot anyone and always made sure that we had a cake when we woke up – even if it meant that he’d wake up extra early to go out and buy a cake for us. He was a man of few words, but his presence and love was always felt no matter how busy he was. He always, always kissed us everytime he left for work and arrived home. Every Sunday, he would wake us up to ask us if we want to go to McDonald’s in Quezon Ave. to have breakfast with him. Most of all, he made sure we had a good life, got good education and loved us so much that we wouldn’t look for it elsewhere. So this post is for him, a tribute – to the great man he was, and to the life he has lived. How to move on from that, you may ask? Well, you don’t. Not really. But I’ll always have 14 years’ worth of memories.

The past years that I’ve lived without a dad haven’t been easy, but because of that,  I’ve come to a deeper understanding of how our Almighty Father loves us. If my dad can be all of those qualities that I mentioned above and more, how much more God, who gave His own Son as a sacrifice for us? I’m amazed and speechless at the thought. Through the years, God has made His presence known and felt in my life. He has made me feel that I lack no good thing, He has made me feel secure in His love, He has made me feel like I’m His own princess.

I can’t find a better Father than that. ❤

I’ve heard a thousand stories of what they think you’re like
But I’ve heard the tender whispers of love in the dead of night
And you tell me that you’re pleased
And that I’m never alone
You’re a good good father
It’s who you are, it’s who you are, it’s who you are
And I’m loved by you
It’s who I am, it’s who I am, it’s who I am
I’ve seen many searching for answers far and wide
But I know we’re all searching
For answers only you provide
‘Cause you know just what we need
Before we say a word
Because you are perfect in all of your ways
You are perfect in all of your ways
You are perfect in all of your ways to us
Oh, it’s love so undeniable
I, I can hardly speak
Peace so unexplainable
I, I can hardly think
As you call me deeper still
As you call me deeper still
As you call me deeper still
Into love, love, love

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