Hello everyone 🙂
It’s WEEKEND! Time to relax, pamper yourself and have fun! Mine has been all of that and more 😀 Oh, blogging as well 😛
Today I thought I would talk about times that have been memorable for me with my family. I want to talk about my Dad today because he has always been my strength and support. The other reason being I’m a Daddy’s girl 😀
Mostly, fathers are known for being very protective towards their daughters and making sure she doesn’t face any problems what so ever. My Dad is all of that but he also made sure I was independent. He is someone who has always pushed me to extremes to make sure I don’t depend on anyone and face life the hard way. No, now don’t think he was a Hitler. 😛 He wasn’t! He just ensured that I could face the world if left alone. One such incident is when I was asked to go alone for my dance classes when I was 7 yrs old. The venue was 5 kms from my place. Usually dad or mum used to drop me there. But that day, I was forced by Dad to go alone. I did cry and tell that I wanted him to drop me. To which my Dad’s reply was a stern NO. I caught a bus for the first time ever and reached a stop 1 km away from the venue. I missed a few roads here and there to get to the actual venue but after some probing, I did reach. My first achievement as a kid. 😀 Might sound small right now but as a kid, it was like I got a gold medal in Olympics 😛 Ever since, I have never been scared of travelling alone. And I know why he did that to me back then. He knew he wouldn’t be there all the time to drop me or pick me up. He knew I had to learn to be independent 🙂 Thank you Dad. You not only taught me to be independent by making sure I knew how to travel on my own but boosted my confidence and made me an independent individual in everything I do. 🙂
At the same time, he has taught me no matter what I do, do it #together because you learn to value relationships that way. One incident that I remember is when I was around 5 years old and my Dad used to drop me to school everyday. He had a habit of getting a pack of POLO (mint) for me everyday. He used to drop me off near the gate, kneel down next to me and make sure he pops a POLO in my mouth and I do the same to him. Then I used to kiss him good-bye and enter school after that. It was more of a ritual for me and Dad. We did that every single day. When I was 7 years old, Dad left to work abroad which meant no more ‘POLO’ days. No more cuddling. No more feeding. No more sleeping on his stomach. 🙁
Although I realize now that he went to work for us – back then, I didn’t. Like everyday I was waiting for Dad to drop me to school,to stop by that shop where he gets POLO for me everyday and do our daily ritual. That didn’t happen. But there was never a day when I didn’t think the next day Dad would drop me to school. I was still waiting. 🙂
I never lost hope. I knew he would come back and I would still have the same relationship that we share. It’s been 16 years since Dad started working abroad – he does visit once in 2 years but the times we spend when he is here is wonderful and something I #lookup to. I am 22 now but we still do our ritual. 🙂 It might not be everyday like how it was back then but they are valued more now than before.
So what is your memorable day? What is it that you did #together with your family and friends which you can never forget? Buying a house? Which reminds me that you could check out Housing.com if you are planning to invest on a new home. 😀 Or getting a brand new car? Or is it just spending some quality time with them that taught you something that you could treasure for life 🙂
Share your views below 🙂 Would love to know!
Until next time,