My Dad at 69
Last January 16, 2011, my Dad had turned 69 years old. Me and my sisters planned a week ago about giving him a surprise birthday bash. A simple yet memorable birthday celebration for our father. We all came to our parents’ house before lunch bringing potluck foods to feast on, cake, ice cream, “pansit”, different viands, with wine and brandy to complete the gala. My Dad, a loving and responsible husband and father is a man with dignity. He is a jack of all trade. He taught us simple house repairs when we were still young, like replacing a busted lamp, changing a leaking faucet and many more. He is the one who taught us how to iron clothes the proper way. He managed to endure the hardships in working abroad to let us finish our studies. He is a hands-on Dad not only to us his daughters but also to his grandchildren. Every time, any of us gives birth, he and my mom are always present. He is the first one we will call on, if there’s something that needs to be fixed in our homes