Dearest Skye,
I love you. I miss you. I know that you were given to us for
a reason. I am not sure though if I have already fully uncovered what this
reason is.
I never will forget you. How you kept me awake until the wee
hours? I’m sorry if there were times that I nearly lost my composure. I was
just too tired and frustrated. Please forgive me.
I tell myself every day that I am ready to face any
challenge that comes my way. You have made me stronger because you made me see
and accept my frailties as a person, a father and a husband.
I see and feel your little hands as I wake up each day. How
you help me make decisions. How you help me go to the right direction.
Please continue helping me become a better person. But more
importantly, help Nanay and me mold your Kuya Heaven into a kind, responsible
and caring big brother -- the kind whom you deserve to have.
Love,
Tatay
1 comment:
You and Aires have been molding Heaven really well. Skye must be smiling at you right now.
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