Without any agreement or contract, the unconditional love between father and daughter quietly originates from the natural love from the moment the mother conceived in her womb. A love that is always more immense than the ocean. Even if the earth changes shape, even if time adds or subtracts everything from the father such as age, health, money, material things..., nothing can compare and take away the sacred love that the father has for his daughters.
Recently, the image of my father busily and anxiously preparing even the smallest things for my sister's wedding moved me deeply. I remembered many years ago on the most important day of my life, my father's figure was still the same. Many nights before my wedding, my father could not hide his excitement, a hundred tangled thoughts clearly shown on his face. I knew he was worried about his little daughter, having to learn to live and adapt to a new family, a new lifestyle and many habits would have to change.
The moment I left my parents to go to my own family, I truly understood the great sacrifice and great love my father had for me. How can I forget the tearful eyes of my father on the day he sent me off to my husband's house? Looking at his figure fading away, I just wished I could be a little kid again like before so I wouldn't have to leave the roof, where my father always turned me into a little princess.
And even when he can't be by my side, my father still silently supports, encourages and motivates me every day. His advice always accompanies me in life and is also a declaration to the whole world that: No matter how old you are, you are still my little daughter. No matter how far you go in life, when you are unstable or peaceful and happy, no matter how big this world is, there will always be a small house, a small room, where there are warm blankets and soft mattresses, where my parents are. That is home. And even if my father becomes a senile, absent-minded old man, sometimes remembering and sometimes forgetting, this place will always be your home. If one day you feel tired, come home! My father is still as quiet as ever, always a warm support, dedicating all his love to his daughters. My father's feelings are quiet but profound, not ostentatious, not noisy but warm, full of love.
My dear father! I can only borrow a pen to write about you, sending into each stroke, each page of writing deep things that are not easy to say out loud. I silently thank you for your strict lessons every time I make mistakes, how can I forget the punishments of the past so that I can grow up to be a good person. Thank you, father, for sacrificing so much for the family. Thank you, father - my great friend, my wonderful teacher, always patiently listening to me, teaching me many good things, the right things. Thanks to you, I have a higher self-discipline, know how to love and bravely face problems in life.
“Even if I count the sand in the river, I cannot count the love of my parents…”.
I am so busy on my way to adulthood that I sometimes forget that what Dad needs is your calls, to hear me talk about the people I meet and the places I visit. I hope Dad is always healthy so I have a place to return to!
Hello love, season 4, theme "Father" officially launched from December 27, 2024 on four types of press and digital infrastructure of Radio - Television and Binh Phuoc Newspaper (BPTV), promising to bring to the public the wonderful values of sacred and noble fatherly love. |
Source: https://baobinhphuoc.com.vn/news/19/171654/ba-va-con-gai
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