_Friday, February 6, 2009
I don’t usually blog during work but since I have not much to do, I’ll make this an exception.
Today is my dad’s birthday. It’s been 4 years since his death, yet, I feel like as though he is still alive. I dunno why but I wish he’s still here. I miss him badly and I want him to be with us 2moro on my birthday. It would be impossible of course, but that is my birthday wish.
My father, have always been the strict. His daughters weren’t allowed to go out till late at night. We had to be home before Maghrib. We weren’t allowed to go for camps, sleep over at chalets. We weren’t able to have the freedom as a child would have. But, as strict as he was, we always managed to get into trouble. Can’t blame him. He was raised by my late grandma alone. His father passed away when he was only four. Life was hard on his family. Grandma was always away, working to feed her 6 children. My father was left alone. He was a kid trap in a man’s body. Despite the freedom that he has, he knew, he would never let our lives go astray the way his life was.
Throughout the journey of his life, my dad got married at the age of 19, had 2 sons. Later on divorced, raiding the 2 sons on his own before he met my Mom. With my Mom, he had 3 daughters, me being the first, Malin, second and Mira, last. Pretty much complete, I’ll say. However, life wasn’t easy. He wasn’t much of a student when he was younger. Drop out of school at the age of 15, he started working and he never stopped working until 2 months before his death.
I remembered as kids, even though we were never allowed to do a lot of thing, he will make sure there is something fun for us at home. Though low income, he managed to buy us games, make sure we have enough clothing, SCV so that we have lots of channels to keep us occupied. Till date, I still do not know how my father had the strength to work and work and work. All I know is that, my father loves us and he would do anything to get us a comfortable life.
The day that he passed away, a lot of people came to see him one last time. I am glad, to know that my father has so many friends who love him. Till today, some of them still get in touch with my Mom, to know how we are doing.
If my father is still alive, today, he would have probably given me a call and say, “Tak wish I happy birthday?’ haha…Then at night, I will bring him to Mas Ayu and we will have a family dinner there. The most sumptuous meal as a family. I will make sure he will have his favorite, Sambal Kangkung (if I get the name right). He will surely be very happy, that Malin and me are now working. Mira is now pratically an adult. Like father, she is a girl trapped in a girl’s body. Mom working as a childcare giver to support the family.
I wish you are here dad..
Penned on @ 5:05 PM
