Happy Father's Day!

This post may be a wee bit overdue but it's better late than never, eh??? Kekekeke
After reading the title of my post, most of you may be thinking "what a WEE BIT overdue?!?!?!". Well, sorry to burst you bubble, mate...I'm not going mad. The country I live in now, Australia (for some of you who have forgotten or who are just outdated), celebrates Fathers' Day in September...yes, 3 months after the rest of the world celebrates it. What to do...they want to be special.

Anyway...

This post is dedicated to my Daddy...

HAPPY FATHERS' DAY, DADDY!!!!!

My Daddy may not be the perfect dad but he does try ever so hard to be the best and in my eyes, I can never ask for another dad. The thought of asking for another father never crossed my mind.

During cell group last Friday, we were discussing the 5th commandment, that is to honour your father and mother. Well, we discussed what was lacking in our relationship and ways to improve it if there is anything lacking. I shared that my whole family doesn't show much affection and in my father's case, we barely talk...deep stuff. Showing affection in this context means saying "I love you", kissing and hugging each other. So, not much affection and seldom talking to each other sounds like a horrible relationship, eh? I don't think so.

Even though affection is not shown as much, we love each other greatly. My Dad is willing to give me anything (of course if it is beneficial and affordable). Both my parents work really really hard to earn money for all our tuition fees and other needs. Sometimes I wonder if it is worth the stress that they are going through in earning money to give us the best in education, entertainment, recreation, food, etc...yup, that's sacrifice.

Another proof that my Daddy loves me is the time I flew off to Perth...not only me but my older sister as well. My Daddy was willing to take time off from his work to take me visiting relatives and fulfilling my last few request to eat authentic Malaysian cuisine...boy, do i miss it!! yeah, back to my point. As the whole family reached the airport, we were all fine, laughing, making jokes and taking picture. But at the departure gate, *sniff sniff* we all started crying. The funny thing is that my Daddy never cries unless it is family related...this includes this farewell...and when he starts crying, he cries. That's the soft side of my Dad ^^

My Daddy is very funny actually...very sporting. I can never have the guts to be as sporting as him. I remember a time during a dinner and there was a singer. The singer went round among the audiences to find "victims" to dance along with him. Then when the singer went near my father's table, my dad stood up and started to not dance but jiggle! I did feel a tad embarrassed but the feeling of admiration overcome the feeling of embarrassment. To top it up, the joy he showed as he walked back to his seat was priceless...

Whenever my Dad is at home and awake (he's usually either asleep or working), he'll always attempt to entertain us. His jokes won't be hilarious but sufficient to make us laugh or smile...so sweet...Proof that he's funny and caring!

Remembering the good old days...When i was about 25kg light, i used to sit on my Daddy's legs and he'll "see-saw me" or I'll sit on his lap and we'll both eat on the table. Now that I'm...(ahem...you're not getting me to tell you my weight)...heavier, my Dad obviously can't "see-saw" me anymore.

Well, there are other quirks about my Dad and other acts of kindness that I shall not mention that distinguishes MY DADDY from other daddies. My daddy is special in my heart and I love him ^^

ps: ng yan mei, make sure daddy reads this...hehehe...drag mummy to the comp too!