gifts from my father

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my father actually gave me a surprise present. it’s a mini xda II. i feel like such a hillbilly for not knowing how to get the thing to work, but i feel special cause my father actually gave me something he picked out for me. that doesn’t happen often.

i remember the last time. it was years and years ago. i was in third grade. i was doing homework when he called for me. he was waiting for me in our garage. when i came he showed me a watch. it was a seiko automatic, with a white face and a metal bracelet. he asked me if i liked it. i nodded. he made me try it on. the bracelet was too long. he had to take it back for resizing but when i finally wore it i felt like a queen. i still have it.

so now, everytime someone sends me SMS i remember my tatay (translated: dad). everytime someone calls, i’ll remember how all i could say was wow when i opened the package from him. i’ll remember how, when i started feeling so sure that we might never reconnect, he sent me something to tell me that he still thinks of me.

i guess this means we’ll always be father and daughter, even if we don’t talk or see each other all the time, even if we don’t always like each other, even if we rarely get along, and even if we annoy each other to no end.

(i had misgivings about this post, because i have a lot of feelings about all this, because people might ask me questions about it, and i probably won’t be comfortable talking about it..but i am just brimming with joy, because of my father’s surprise..i just had to say it.)

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