Happy.Father’s.Day
20 Jun 2011 Leave a Comment
Most of you who know me well enough would know that I don’t see my dad very often. In fact, I only get to see him twice a year. Over the years, I have learned to get used to not having my dad around.
I am definitely very thankful for the fact that my dad has been present throughout most of my childhood life where he was able to see me grow from that little girl, to the young lady I am today. I definitely have to admit that my relationship with my dad was never perfect. There was one point in my life where our relationship had hit rock bottom that I did not even know what I was going to do. I found it so difficult to communicate with him about anything. It seemed like our conversations were going no where.
Daddy and me
My dad shows his love to me through his actions, or by buying me things. We have very different love languages, where mine is spending time with people, whereas his is acts of service or giving gifts. I remember when I was hospitalized a few years ago, my dad literally dropped everything he had in his hands, to be at the hospital with me. He stayed overnight at the hospital with me, never left me to be by myself unless someone else was there. I remember being in so much fear heading into the surgery room. I was holding his hand (which does not happen very often at all), and there was something about his warm hand that gave me comfort and peace. Daddies are special, aren’t they?
When I was 1!
I know both of my parents have worked so hard for this family, and I thank the Lord for everything that they have done for us. No words can describe their unconditional love for us, and I am so thankful for that. To give up your entire lives back at home, and to move to a new foreign country for the sake of your kids, what do you call that? I don’t know if love is a good enough word to describe that. I still remember so vividly the day we first arrived here. It was ugly. I hated it here. I wanted to be at home immediately. Hated Vancouver. That was nine years ago.
Now? I love Vancouver. I’m so thankful my parents did what they did, and to give us the life we have here today. It wasn’t easy, but I’m glad that God was there in every step of the way. When my family does get together on special occasions (but Garret is usually missing these days), it just makes you appreciate each other so much more. I know my family is not a very ‘touchy’ family where we give each other hugs, but I know my daddy still loves me regardless 
He spoils us by buying us stuff when he’s in town. I love it when daddy’s in town. Gives me an excuse to go shopping with him.
On Father's Day
My dad was in town for the past 9 days, and it was definitely a very short trip. He’s been so busy back at home that it’s hard for him to be able to make time to come to Vancouver. But I’m glad that he was able to attend my sister’s graduation ceremony, and to celebrate Father’s Day with us. Even though his time here was so limited, I tried to spend as much time as I could with him, and I am so glad I did. I didn’t need to talk to my dad the whole time to feel close to him, but just having the presence of him in the house is special enough.
Happy Father’s Day, Daddy <3
