red letter days
my dad hugged me yesterday...and he told me he loved me...and he gave me $10...and he cooked dinner for me (ok maybe not specifically but cos he made my favourite - pork curry!)...and he sat down and talked to me for about an hour and a half...its such a red-letter day, im half-tempted to mark it in my calender as an anniversary!
i think he may have read the book i brought to Batam. which of course would make a lot of sense. since it was titled five love langages for teens...kwaas...but hey it maybe cheesy/corny/dumb/uncool of me to say this but sometimes my dad actually just makes me remember how he used to be before all that hospital time and the heart attack and stroke and stuff...when he used to be uncomplicated and fun. for yesterday at least he sat down and talked to me about all sorts of random stuff that DIDNT have to do with football or money. and i was happy.
times like these i get to forget. it helps when i forget. i blame Him. then i wonder why was i led so close. it was so easy for me in the beginning, then when it got hard i ran. because i lost any trust i may have ever had in Him. everybody was wrong. im not the person they see. this mask on the outside conceals. now im not happy anymore.
i think he may have read the book i brought to Batam. which of course would make a lot of sense. since it was titled five love langages for teens...kwaas...but hey it maybe cheesy/corny/dumb/uncool of me to say this but sometimes my dad actually just makes me remember how he used to be before all that hospital time and the heart attack and stroke and stuff...when he used to be uncomplicated and fun. for yesterday at least he sat down and talked to me about all sorts of random stuff that DIDNT have to do with football or money. and i was happy.
times like these i get to forget. it helps when i forget. i blame Him. then i wonder why was i led so close. it was so easy for me in the beginning, then when it got hard i ran. because i lost any trust i may have ever had in Him. everybody was wrong. im not the person they see. this mask on the outside conceals. now im not happy anymore.