Way back my childhood, I used to hop on my father's shoulder. I was enjoying the height. I can see and reach everything. We used to ride onto Carabaos back heading into the river. It was fun but scary when the Carabaos ran fast - I fell down once actually. He used to sleep next to me that whenever I couldn't sleep he'll caressed my back to help my eyes fell off. Also, He knew I couldn't sleep when light is off so he turns on the flashlight waiting me fall asleep. It was a simple gestures unfolding throughout the years. I actually miss those moments 😢
Eleuterio B. Maquiling(the first person on the left). Yes, He is my father. He is a farmer and I am proud of it. He had no degree to brag but he possesses a warm heart - a loving heart. He couldnt speak it bravely but I know he love us more than he loves himself. He raised us with humility, sound simple life.
My father is a strong man . He isnt a superhero but he always act like one. Not because he defended us when someone battered us but because he always remind us not to mind people who looks down on us. He always remind me not to pick a fight because that means you're weak. He was a superhero because he was my feet when I couldnt walk ( i had a "paylas" that time). He was a superhero because he was my arms when I got injured (arm injury during boy scout). He was a superhero because he owns a big heart. I am forever thankful because he is my father. And I owe this to God.
Happy fathers day pa. I never greeted you personally but I really want you to know that I love you. I love you so much. You and mama had been sacrificing too much. I really want to graduate soon and make you proud. Thank you for the support and love. *Sending virtual hugs and kisses.
