my bOundless gratitude to my dad

My boundless gratitude to my father

My PAPA is a kind of father a child can need. He never compels me to bring all the love he has shown me for all this years.

True mothers deliver babies into the world and the importance of being a good mother can hardly be overstated. But my father plays an equally important role in the family. Children needs a father who loves them, who is there for them, and who does whatever he can to help them grow into responsible, trustworthy adults. I know my father have his own shortcomings but this does not made you a negligent father. You didn’t show me affection but I know that you care for the welfare of our family, yet sometimes situation doesn’t allow us to give you proper recognition.

I know there are times I have blame you for the misfortune I have experience for the past few years. I thought you never have the nerve to think of giving us material things including financing our school tuition fees, but I have stand awfully corrected. I haven’t thought how hard it is to earn money, while doing the will to survive is both frustrating and tiresome. I know you have dream wonderful things for your daughters, but situations don’t turns out right.

Now I understand all the sacrifices you made is just to see Jennifer and Janice properly cloth and feed. There is no doubt about it- real efforts-yeas sacrifices are necessary to satisfy a child needs. It is also isn’t true that children cannot grow up successfully, if material things are lacking. Clearly providing children what they need most namely love, time, attention and concern can be worth a thousand. PAPA have done his responsibilities to us in the best possible way he can.

I have learn so much from you “PA”. Habits that stand me in good stead or position throughout my life, good manners which is essential for good relationship and in many ways and cases moral standards in life in this troublesome world.

I miss you PA, I wish I could be there by your side listening to your views and opinions which usually differs mine, but it never leave me hanging myself nowhere. You have very practical views on things.

What I am today is simply the results of your sleepless nights of irrevocable pains and heartache for having very strong willed daughters who always have her way.

But even though I follow my way and intuition. I still grip your advices and the lessons you taught me will constantly remind me of your unfading love for your daughters

Seeking

At twelve, my preoccupation was determining the precise relation of God, Heaven, Earth and Hell. i would lie in the bed at night looking out at the moon and clouds. My bed stood beside a window, and i could lie comfortably on my pillow and gaze up and out in the skies filled up with stars. I tried to imagine all the people who had died, standing around up their in the sky. i tried to make them out surely they are peering down, longing for a friendly face? But i never caught a glimpse of one and after reading a book stating how many billions of people had in fact inhabited the earth, i began to worry about population problem.

To solve it, i found it necessary to examine myself, not just to feel my feelings, but to examine them. As i grow older i realize that i really wanted to love and be love, really wanted to be good and have the approval of my parents and teachers. But somehow I could never do it. I was always making nasty cranks to my mother, resenting my father's fussiness. I resented that they treated me as a child