June 20 ( part 2: the provider )
Submitted by dvi1400 on June 26, 2009 - 4:30pm.
fathers
"Astig! Grabe...", were the only words i could think of after reading Jamaica's letter. It looked nothing more than a simple letter that was folded ordinarily, but it's contents just blew me away.
What struck me about Jamaica's letter is that it revealed how vulnerable fathers are not just to a vice, but to temptations. But behind that weakness, is a loving and caring child who understands and respects a father. As weak as they may appear to be, it is their family that keeps a daddy strong.
There was this other letter that caught my attention. It was colorfully made to look like a greeting card. On the cover it said, "Happy Father's Day!"
Openning the card in the middle it revealed the letter inside.
"Dear Father,
Salamat po sa lahat ng ginawa ninyo sa akin kahit na makulit ako. Lalong lalo na hindi mo ko anak pero ipinakita ninyo pa rin sa akin kung paano magmahal ang isang ama sa isang anak. Sana po hindi ka magbago sa akin. Na kahit ang tunay na ama ko ay nasa ibang bansa, masaya pa rin ako sa piling mo.
Happy Father's Day!
Ang iyong ampon,
Sheila Marie"
I asked Sheila what happened to her biological dad. It turns out we had something in common: a broken family. To experience this at such an early age is really devastating, you wouldn't even notice it in her smile, let alone in her letter (just check out her cute and sweet signature). I guess her step-dad had a lot to do with that.
As i was sitting on the floor reading, the letters kept on piling up in front of me. Something different stood out and I thought I'd pick it out of the pile. It was colorful, but it didn't look like a card. When I openned it, there was no greeting. I didn't know how to categorize it, but it sounded like a prayer more than a letter.
"I will always remember my father because it's father's day. I will also [give] thanks to my father who [is] always at your service. In time for [the] the first day of school, he always buy me new notebooks, ballpen, school supplies, and also a uniform. In assignments, other school activities, [and] in case of problems, he is always there to listen. When I am sick, he always buy [me] medicine.
Thanks for all your support and loving care!
Your child,
Cindy"
If Sheila Marie's letter embodied the unconditional love a father, Cindy's depicted that of the provider. No parent in the world exists today without embodying these two virtues. To think that in their age, they can write something so deep, amazing is not enough to describe them.
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