wish i can dance with my father again…this song really made me cry a river..I miss the man who mold me to be a tough woman today.., the man I consider the best in the field of sales, marketing and customer service in the whole wide world. Even I, can’t compete to that, it was the skills i wish i had.

From a family of farmers in mambusao, my papa dreams of becoming a well known businessman that’s why he went to manila and worked as a helper in the house of judge LOJA when speaker villareal the famous speaker of the house during marcos regime see his potential being good in some matters he was endorsed in a relative in 15th ave in murphy cubao and that started his luck and find his mine of gold in goat business wayback early of 70′ and eventually made himself a owner of a commercial property along quezon avenue a very nice location where passerby are endless.

The same commercial area served as my playground during my childhood years, and my playmates are the helpers in our kambingan, my room is adjuscent to the goat fence. I easily recognize when one of the female goat gave birth, and the cries of the dying goat seems normal to me. I even helped killed some goats during holiday season specially in the the eve of the dec 24 where we sell more than 100 goats.

He was well known in our province as one of the big time in goat business during those era and even a recipient of a prestigious award from the the circulo de mambuseonos for being one of the outstanding businessman. My papa truly made a name in his choosen field (he never had a formal education yet that was never a hindrace to him, he even calculates faster than i do thats why he sells a real pro and I on the other hand still learning the art of profitable business).

He molded some young men and helped them in some other way to know the potential of goat business and some of them now are still booming in that field. HE made his own LEGACY that I dream one day I will continue it on his honor.

My papa was one of the rugs to riches stories and even he was so busy in his business he has some pretty quality time to check me and my studies and send me to one of the best catholic school in roxas district, quezon city, that most rich family can only afford.

I owe papa big time and i felt i was so indebted to my parents that i see to it I made them proud of me…and i know i did make them proud.

Being tough and determined are the quality I inherit from papa, he is strict yet so kind hearted, he loves his family wholeheartedly.. mama hit me words direct without caution but papa scolded patienly yet when the moment you hear him shout oh girl! you wish you was not there…

happy memories of our kambingan is still fresh in my mind, specially papa’s memories even though he rested in the place of our lord for almost ten years I’am missing him so much…that everytime father’s day came i remember the man who never stop believing in me, my ability and how high i can be and how wonderful daughter i was to him.

No matter how busy the business was there are no single moments that he missed the parade and review in fort bonifacio or a play in theatre arts, he was always there cheering for me everytime i recieved a medal and the sweetest part of all is that when he escorted me with pride when I graduated college recieving medal of honor which I heartelly offer to him and to mama. They deserve it more than i do.

But storm hit everybodys life once it awhile and sometimes it came so hard when you didn’t prepared for it . It is so painful seeing your father fighting his last breathe in your arms, you wish you can offer or barter some of your youth to stay him alive, I can’t do anything but hug him and continue whispering prayers as mama on the other side of the room feeling very sick and on the hieght of his blood pressure, oh god seeing your husband that very moment in that condition is a torn that so painful to bear. I can’t forget that day.

The only regret i had is that he was not able to walk down the aisle on my wedding day, we even rehearsed that a couple of time when i was a little girl, I bursted into tears when june 26, 2003 came and papa was not there my wedding was important to him i know that so much , he wants to see me wearing the white wedding gown and feeling beautiful and wearing my big big unstoppable smile with the man i really loved which accidentally Nhat’s father is his friend during his delivery days of goat in q-mart in early 70’s.

My papa is like any father, human as he was had some vices but never had other woman, and I love my father for being so faithful to my mother.

Pa, i know whereever you are, you keep on guiding us, I know you will tell me that i can handle my life and the challeges I am facing..You will pat my back and tell me that be strong because you ARE STRONG ENOUGH TO QUIT LIFE’S ADVERSITY, YOU ARE ONE OF THE FIRST PERSON WHO WILL INSPIRE ME TO DO THINGS RIGHT NO MATTER HOW HARD IT WAS…your love is unconditional that’s why you are being missed so much…. iloveyou pa HAPPY FATHERS DAY…