"I love my father as the stars... he's a bright shining example and a happy twinkling in my heart."Terri Guillemets
Today I only thought of my Papá and this is what I have to say:
Papá is how I normally call him, Dad when we rarely speak english... so many names for the wisest person in our family, the strongest to always remain firm and the one who questions every single aspect in every situation. Dad is a man of few words but has so much meaning with every phrase, when I was little he was a hero when I had problems and a playful monster when we were either at the park or playing at home...He showed me how beautiful nature is with the educational programs I use to watch on TV and still do now with my baby girl, he talked about the stars and planets, the nature of animals, the amazement of the deep sea, and to question everything.
Not all was fun and games and amazement, things were not given if not deserved it being good or bad, he was strict and such a perfectionist, in school projects and reading and in art, and basically everything that had to do with learning, if I did not try my hardest to him then I should not try at all, "you always give all yourself to anything you do" those were his words, Im still learning that concept and I still practice that in some occasions. Education and dicipline were always #1 no matter what it was, he was a math guru, he was a master at almost everything, he did something new everyday, that drive was his true essence, knowing how things worked, no wonder he became a mechanic, not only for cars but for every subject that was thrown at him.
My father tought me how to understand what I was reading because when I was little I didn't make the connection or better yet I didn't understand what the words meant until he showed me to use my imagination, in my teenage years we got really close I was always with him and most of the time just taking long walks he rewarded me so many things that I wanted only if I deserved them and always so thoughtful and there was never a day in which he never teached me a lesson in something.
In school and my so called friends were either very jealous or just plain disrespectful to the idea that I admired my Dad, they thought it was too weird, and that no father should be so close and I was very hurt by comments like those, but to me my father was beacon of wisdom and a great man...I know he is not perfect sometimes we do have our little arguments and they can reach very stressful levels, but I would not want to have this relationship with my Dad in any other way.
My inspiration for blogging is all him, he started his own blog about his poems, his ideas and the complications that go along with life, he puts his emotions in words, he really does put a lot of time into it, and I wanted a place to release my ideas, my own thoughts, a place where people can maybe connect with me to some degree, and also because a little part of just wants to be like Dad.
Thanks Dad for all your wisdom you are the person who I love, cherish and adore...you just keep giving and I love you for that.
Dad's Blog: http://ideascomplicacionesydems.blogspot.com/
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