As a salute to all Tatays, Dads, and Papas out there, this poem I stumbled upon somewhere describes aptly your dedication and sacrifices as fathers.
A dad is someone who
wants to catch you before you fall
but instead picks you up,
brushes you off,
and lets you try again.
A dad is someone who
wants to keep you from making mistakes
but instead lets you find your own way,
even though his heart breaks in silence
when you get hurt.
A dad is someone who
holds you when you cry,
scolds you when you break the rules,
shines with pride when you succeed,
and has faith in you even when you fail…
I’d like to personally salute the two important fathers in my life — my Tatay who passed away some six years ago, and my husband who fathered my son with imperfections but loved him flawlessly.
My Tatay, the carpenter, who singlehandedly built our house and almost every rustic furniture, was a symbol of the traditional and disciplinarian father who worked hard for the family and literally shed sweat and blood for us.
My husband on the other hand is a modern dad, the spoiler and the guide. He is my son’s shining beam as he always try to give our son’s fancies. He is also the school tutor, patiently guiding our boy towards academic excellence.
Though my tatay and my husband employ different fatherhood styles, they have one commonality — their sincere, genuine, and pure love for their children. I love you guys, from the bottom of my heart.
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