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Sunday, December 21, 2008

Conversations with Dad.

for the longest time, i haven't had a real heart to heart chat with my dad. and i've forgotten how much i really miss him, how much i really want to get to know him better. and of course, how complacent i've gotten, thinking that just by living together, a relationship would simply evolve.

i've been too lazy, and well, i jus havent made the effort to really talk to my dad. and i feel bad. the year's drawing to an end and though i do know my dad better, i still don't know him as much as i wish i would. i guess i've been too caught up with all my "important matters" that i completely forgot what's REALLY important to me.

FAMILY. blood is thicker than water, and i dare say this cos though my dad and i havent had the smoothest relationship, we manage to still communicate, still love each other, still accept each other. he's my father no matter what. and i love him and respect him for that.

come 2009, i'm gonna make a conscious effort to spend more time with my dad, talk to him more. i should stop taking advantage of the freedom he's given to me, and start placing him at one of my top priorities. after all, he is my father. and i love him so much.

i forgot how it felt to hug him. i forgot how it felt to hold his hand. i forgot how it felt to kiss him on the cheeck. i forgot how it felt to just look into his eyes. i forgot his love for me. i forgot my love for him.

it's time to start remembering, and acting on that rememberance.

goodbye.



2:00 AM;
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