“We used to have fruits almost everyday”
Those were the words of my daughter, Angel as we were talking about the happy days when their mother was still with us.
And she was right, when my wife was still alive, she would often buy fruits for the kids. To think that the market was really out of her way and going straight home was easier.
Still, she didn’t mind the extra trip just to be able to bring home some fruits.
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I am puzzled. What does moving on means? When can one say that he can’t move on or he has already moved on? Do I strike you as someone who was not able to move on?
After being exposed on national TV because of my letters to my wife, there are not a few who said that maybe it’s time for me to move on.
Move on?! Again, what does moving on mean?
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Isn’t it obvious?! THE GENUINE LOVE AND WARM CARING OF A MOTHER!
There’s just a need to balance the tough and over-imposing aura that a father provides… the kind of balance that only a mother can bring.
Sadly, my kids missed that balance. Upfront, they look fine as if everything’s normal… but I know deep inside that everything is NOT normal.
Of course, I try my best to fit both shoes – the tough, firm and disciplinarian father and the warm and caring touch of a mother. Trying to bring “balance to the force,” so to speak.
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“Sir, why are you here?” asked my son’s former classmate who saw me in school one day.
“I will buy books for Edgar,” was my reply and stood behind him on the line to the bookstore.
Lately, I’m becoming a familiar face in my children’s schools – enrolling them, paying their tuition fees, buying them uniforms and books. I’m finding myself doing errands for my kids. Things that they could have done, but I opted to do them myself.
Don’t I trust them with the finances? Of course, I do. I know my kids. They can be trusted with anything. It’s just that I wanted to do those things for them.
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Okay, so I passed on Mother’s Day and accepted the fact that being a single father doesn’t qualify me to join Mother’s Day promos.
I also said before that I really do not like Father’s Day. That still holds true at this point.
So, why am I asking you to give me this Father’s Day?
Because this Father’s Day, I saw an opportunity to fulfill the childhood wish of my son — to stay overnight in a hotel.
Shallow?
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Just when I thought I have prepared myself to combat any intruders and other unwelcome visitors (READ: SUITORS), I overlooked the small details that really means a lot to a growing child… a growing daughter, that is.
Tomorrow is my daughter’s graduation. Of course, I am proud and happy that my daughter is graduating from elementary. She has overcome the first hurdle in her life. And a graduation is one significant moment for her… and she needs to prepare for it, physically.
The problem is, being a single father and as expected, clueless about make-up and other girly stuff, how can she prepare and look beautiful on her graduation when there’s no one around to help her?
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I am clueless when it comes to cars and car parts and accessories, yet I love to go car showrooms, car shows and even car accessories shops, just to look around. Everytime I do, I am amazed and amused, like a little child while looking at all the different models of cars, their bright and shiny colors, and especially those cars whose hood, sides and even the whole body, are painted with very beautiful artworks. They are like a walking art canvass.
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Last January, my daughter turned 13. Yes, I know. That was already two months ago. Well, it didn’t sink in on me then yet. She was still a baby then… I’d like to think that she still is.
There were apprehensions, sure. At the back of my mind, paranoia was stubbornly bugging me. I was trying my best to brush it off. How bad could it be? I mean, she was not the first teenager in the house! She was the third, actually.
But she was the only girl… and the youngest. Yes, her brothers didn’t bring me much concern when they turned 13. I refuse to be bitten by the double standards of child rearing… nothing could go wrong!
Or could it?
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I had another scare as my daughter got sick last weekend, and on the occasion of her birthday even. Was observing her the whole day as she was constantly complaining of pain and irritation. At nighttime, seeing that she won’t be healed by home medication, I took her to the hospital where we were immediately met by medical personnel in scrubs who were running to and fro because of many patients in the emergency room.
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