Memories

I do not know why I still miss the memories growing up with my Daddy , maybe something has been left unsaid or just maybe he is the only parent I've known in my entire life. My Dad is not a perfect father, he is always busy working but when he stays at home he makes sure we all had a great meal together. He loves eating inihaw na liempo with ginisang ampalaya or fried chicken with spaghetti. He taught us to learn every household chores like cooking, cleaning the house, washing clothes, going to public markets etc. Though I grew up with a nanny we were not spoiled at all,in fact my Dad was so strict, I grew up with his constant spanking. That memory made me a better person now, the discipline he gave me is more than enough to make me a stronger person now. I am just so thankful for all the love and care he gave me, it's just 17 years of my life being with him before he died of Colon Cancer (1985) and yet those memories will linger in my mind always. There were so many things that he left unsaid but I supposed it's better that way.