It's such a shame that I had to wait for Father's Day to write a post about my Dad. I'm with him everyday! He's my loyal Jamaican Pattie lunch date :) My mom, Daniela and I were called JJ's ducklings because we would follow him around anywhere and everywhere. We'd go to Ace Hardware, SM, and National Bookstore every Sunday because Sunday was always my Dad's unofficial day. Up until I was about 15, we had Chinese food every friggin' Sunday..no fail! For a time, ang tindi na ng galit ko sa Wanton Noodle Soup.This is why mukhang Chinese na rin kami ng kapatid ko kahit 0.0017 lang siguro dugo naming Tsino! Of course, by the time Daniela and I hit our teens..we finally overthrew our Chinese Food Dictator Dad and demanded for a more democratic system of choosing which restaurant to eat in. Bye bye Mao Ze Dad! Hahaha! Everytime we travel, we leave my poor old dad in the food court so he can get distracted while we shop :)
Here's the Chinese Food Dictator before the fall of his regime.... Hahaha :) My dad goofing around in the Forbidden City.
This is my dad's "cool on-the-go backpacker" look. This is as rugged as JJ can get..with his backpack (with built in stroller), tucked in shirt, leather belt and Bally shoes. May ballpen pa sa shirt pocket niya! You know backpackers are always READY. When I posted this on Facebook, it got so many LIKES! I dont know if my friends liked it because they thought he looked like a legit backpacker or because they thought the plastic sando bag was just too funny. Im leaning towards the latter.
My dad loves flowers and birds. Sometimes I worry that deep inside of him is actually a 70 year old English woman who has a lovely rose garden and enjoys her afternoon tea with scones. Here's my dad feeding the pigeons in Amsterdam. If you look closely, french fries yung pinapakain niya sa mga ibon! Tsk tsk :) My mom looks like a Japanese tourist! Haha!
My father is not the expressive-mushy kind of dad, in fact he texts me like a telegram: "TRAFFIC, TAKE SKYWAY. BAHA SA BICUTAN. DAD." or "GO TO MERCURY. BUY 3 VICKS INHALERS." But as I was going through a very difficult time in my life, my dad told me something so simple yet so fundamental that changed my life forever. He told me that ever since my sister and I were little girls, he prayed for only 3 things for us. He prayed for his daughters to: 1) Find a man who LOVES GOD more than anything 2) This man should be someone who loves my daughter more than himself 3) This man should be the man my daughter is madly in love with too. He told us to never ever settle, and that 1 out of the 3 should never be enough. It should be all 3 or nothing at all. He didn't pray for us to become smart, rich, famous or even beautiful..He prayed for us to find love and to be loved. I guess it's because he was always confident in us, he believed in our natural talents and intellect and knew that success would find its way to us somehow. But I'd like to believe that my dad prayed for LOVE because at the end of the day, he just wanted us to BE HAPPY. I am proud to say that my sister has found all this in my darling brother in law, Stefano. He has been such a wonderful addition in our family. And yes dear friends, the Lord has recently answered my dad's 3 prayers for ME too :)
I LOVE YOU DAD!!!