When was the last time I smiled and spent a quiet relaxing evening with you these days~ I couldn’t remember…
But I can never forget how you started weaving simple dreams for ‘us’, How can a wife forget the greatest & worst times shared through the years and through all these years.
When you promised the world that you’ll love me forever, that you would want to spend the rest of your days with me and our dream children.
How can I forget…
When you took care of me alone without complains whenever I got so sick while I’m carrying our Vince; When the time is due for our son to show, I can still see in your eyes Those pretentions of a strong man trying to hide those fears & tears as I fainted & they drove me on the operating table away from you. But I could not paint that brightest expression that lighted up the universe when you first held your boy…
Those were a chapter of a golden memory. I will never get tired telling your son as he grows and as we grow old with time how much you take care of us both; that if he can only see how we’ve been together before he came to see the light of day, I wish he could have witnessed such sweet memory of you and I – alone struggling & holding on to each other to build a home.
You are a father indeed! you have endured every deepest pain it takes to be one;
every rough road has been passed through with patience and fortitude; The menace of storms may surprise us along the way, but as we walk through life with you, we can be safe all day!
~ to the most enduring man I have ever known....and a wonderful father too - this is for you sweetheart...~