my rock

nonstop night outs…shopping sprees…out-of-town trips…endless pigging out…

my dad arrived in Manila last friday night, stayed at a hotel overnight and arrived here in Baguio Saturday 5pm…and ever since he arrived, we did nothing but go out, eat and spend as much quality time with each other as we can…he's only here for 2 weeks…1st week spent with us and the 2nd week to be spent doing some business in the Visayas Region…the time limit is such a pain but the fact that he's able to come home atleast 2 or 3 times a year is a relief…besides, he promised a longer vacation on April or May…we made him swear (haha) that he'll take us to Mindoro and Palawan (diet alert!)…wehehehe…nway, if the stars align on our favor, i might have a beach wedding instead of my most coveted garden wedding beneath the pines…

right now, im feeling a light backache and fever…my throat hurts and my voice is hoarse…all of it due to fatigue and too much excitement maybe…wakokokoko

my dad's coming-home trips are always the highlights of every year that passes by…he's been away working abroad for almost 24 years now…and he's planning to retire in 5 years or so…well i think its about time…but even if he wasn't here with us physically during our growing-up years, we always felt him in spirit…

my dad is my ultimate bestfriend…he is the first and foremost love of my life…being with him is one of the best moments i have…the lessons he taught me and my siblings are priceless…he is the best dad in the whole universe…

my dad is my ultimate bestfriend because he knows how to listen…he understands my feelings…he knows me not only as his daughter but as a human person…i remember vividly a heartbreak i had when I was 18…i texted him and told him i wanted to die… i was pretty drunk that night…it was my first heartache…normally, daughters turn to their moms or older sister/cousin or friends…but i turn to my dad who is thousands of miles away with a 5-hour time difference…he called me up immediately and talked to me…i dint say a word…i just cried and cried to him…he dint question me or my actions…he dint say "i told you so"…instead, he just stayed there with me over the phone and consoled me…he made me feel that I am loved…that I am cared for…that i am special…and all throughout the course of my life, he's done the same…im already 24 but sometimes he still treats me like im 18…im stronger because my dad is my strength…

my dad is my rock…

my dad is the love of my life…of course the love and attention he gives me is different from that of my partner…but his is 100% unconditional…i can't count the times that he's made me feel that way…

moments spent with him are the most precious…we talk about everything under the sun…no topic is taboo when we're together…that's the reason why i treasure conversations with him so much…we're very open with each other …the lessons he gave us are endless…

i think any person who can make you feel so overwhelmed that you sometimes end up crying when you talk about him is one of a kind…honestly, its either i always find myself near tears or already crying my heart out everytime i talk about my dad… it really hurts that i can't be with him as much as i want to…but in 5 years time or so, when he retires, i know that i can look forward to a more fruitful and happy years together with him…and at that time when he's old, ill be the one to be there to take care of him and pour him with so much love and affection…like the way he did since we were young…