You're A Better Dad

I can still remember the past years that you always came home drank. You will give mama some money, just enough to buy food for the next day. Then, mama will nag at you because you prioritized buying alcoholic drinks for your own pleasure than for the food of your family.

Those times, I told to myself. I will never be a father the same way that you did. But you changed. You saw mama crying once she decided to go abroad in order to raise our family. Then you told her not to go away. You told her that we need her. You told her that you were the one to go on to the far land.

Little by little, I know you changed. To went and working from there in order to raise my younger brother and sister. You became a better dad.

Papa, you were not here when I graduated in college. You were not here when I got married. You know, that really hurt so much to me. And I know, you feel more than what I felt. I became a father. And I just realized this. You are a better father than me. And you became better and better. I hope, I can be as great father as you.

We miss you, We love you. Happy Father's Day!
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