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Tomorrow is my father's birthday and he'll be in his fifties. But he's still working madly like a cow. When I was having my shower, thoughts of this post kept filling my mind. And yes, I recalled a post which I wrote on 5th April this year in my private blog.
"Looking at my father this late afternoon, I noticed layers of eyebags under his sore eyes which meant merciless hours of work he gone through. His sore and lifeless pair of eyes told me that he definitely did not have enough sleep for uncountable days/ weeks/ months. His freshly tanned skin made me realise and see the many hours he beared, endured and got scorched under the relentless and callous sun. His muttering and anticipating facial expression told me how much he yearned to catch up with me. When he said about his pay day, his pitch was so much higher that indicated how much it mattered to him all the time, almost like the ultimate goal of his life. His toothless grin could somehow warm my cold heart. Nods and constant attention are the best returns I could give, to make his dull and tedious prime years more worthwhile. I just could not control my tear ducts when I started to assemble what I saw in him as a whole.
I seriously want to be a better daughter. But I never had a chance to tell anybody this. "
(Okay, can't believe I wrote that months back.) Happy birthday, Appa and please enjoy this special day. Have ample rest and be in the pink of health for the rest of your life. My beloved father, I love you, always. I love you more than Justin bieber, Lee Min Ho, T.O.P, all other male idols and boys okay. And probably my future husband too! So don't worry, Daddy. I know you probably won't get to see this because you don't know how to surf the net but only know how to watch Kungfu movies (the action type which I dislike the most) on the computer, haha. Still, I hope you can feel my love and blessings. I'm sorry for not expressing my gratitude and love well enough.
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