A Thank You Note to My Papi

One of my greatest influence in my life without me knowing, is my dad. I am dedicating this post to my Papi (Yesh, that's how I call him since I was a little girl, I don't really know why though).

My dad is an awesome guy. (Mom, do you know how lucky you are?) I look up to him especially when I was very young. I wanted just to be like him. I wanted to whistle like him, even though I couldn't, I then pretended to whistle and the sound was coming from my throat instead of the smooth whistling manner. (Couldn't believe the school actually asked me to perform the fake whistle in front the entire school!!!). I wanted to look like him, so I stole his hair gel and combed my hair exactly like him. I admired him to the bits and I couldn't understand why then. I think I know now.

He is a very lovable creature, my dad. An enlightened soul who is like a beacon of light wherever he goes. He talks to anybody, from all walks of life - a trait that I'm glad to inherit into my DNA even until now. He always shows kindness and compassion towards everyone. When he can help, he will do his best. He's also very playful and never stops seeing the lighter side of things. My close friends who have met him, love him too even though he can't stop making fun of them somehow, they let him because they too feel safe to make fun of him. None of my friends that I know up to this day would leave his presence without a laughter or simply a smile. That's how he left a footprint in people's heart. Aren't I lucky to have a dad like him?

However, when discipline was needed, I was not spared. The rattan was my very best friend when I grew up. I was never spoiled. Jokes and playfulness aside, he managed to instill a sense of authority towards me which I learned to appreciate as I grew up. Because, without those loving "smacks", I couldn't imagine what kind of being I would be.

The biggest living inheritance I have ever received from my dad was definitely the art of being loving and the habit of acknowledging every living beings. Riding on the Vespa with him all around our small little town, we always acknowledged people we knew as long as we saw them. That's why when my parents were away and I was on my friend's motorcycle, the next day I was scolded by my parents because the news traveled so fast and thanks to the uncountable journeys on the dark blue Vespa, my face was pretty recognizable by then! -_-" And I had disobeyed the rule to not be on anybody's motorcycle EVER! (I think this rule still applies even until now.)

My Papi has been the beacon of love and I really couldn't ask for a better father figure to make me who I am today. Papi, I know you will be reading this because you seem to be pretty active on Google Plus through your "much-cooler-than-mine" iPad 2. I would like you to know that I love you very much and I can't be more thankful enough for your presence all these while and most importantly, by simply being who you are, you have taught me how to love life and everything/everyone in it.

"Love is a matter of inner nature, not of relationship. Love has nothing to do with relationship, love is a state of being. It is an inner component of one's individuality." - Osho

My kinda Man with my beloved Sister, Kiky who was super overweight thanks to 
the generosity of my Dad! Yes, that's not a piglet. It's a miniature pinscher.