I think my father has already forgotten how to be a good father. I mean, he was overseas for so many years already and my whole life has been spent without him by my side. I mean not being a father is really not the intention but it somehow ended up that way. He is calling every day yes, and he is sending money, yes but I don't really know him as a whole and I don't also even know if he knows me at all. 

It saddens me to think of it that way. I feel like we were robbed of that opportunity to be father and daughter. He succumbed to the idea of us surviving is greater than being there, feeling the presence and the importance of the real responsibility of being Papa. In heart, and in the soul. It saddens me to think that we will soon perish on earth without having the experience of being a family or enjoying the perks of it. I hope that this will not be experienced by Klay in the future. That if ever I have to go out of the country, he must be by my side.  

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