Day 2: Write something that someone told you about yourself and you never forget

When I was 5 years old, daddy was my only hero. I loved him because he could answer everything I asked. I admired him because he could fix everything I broke. I needed him because he carried me to anywhere I wanted. He told me “You are my princess”.

When I was 7 years old, daddy was still my only hero. He bought me ice-cream when I cried. He embraced me whenever mommy shouted at me. He could make any math equation easily. He told me “You are intelligent. You can do it”

When I was 9 years old, daddy was still my only hero. He could sing every song I liked. He could draw every animal so quick and beautifully. He bought me lots of dolls. He told me “You can draw more and we’ll show it to grandfather. He will love it”

When I was 12 years old, daddy was not perfect anymore because my close friend’s father became a manager and daddy was still just a teacher. I wanted a successful father.

When I was 15 years old, daddy was no longer a favorite father anymore. I fought with him almost every single day. I even said I hated him. He didn’t get promoted to become a manager because he didn’t want to buy a promotion with money as many other people did. I thought he was a failure.

And luckily, I was wrong.

When I was 18 years old, daddy became my friend-when-i-got-trouble. I left for a new city which is 300 km far from home. I started my first year at university, tried to make new friends but failed, missed home so much and cried, afraid of the future and got depression. I called him, asked him for help after such a long time. Daddy told me “Don’t worry darling. You don’t need to succeed or make a big life. At the end of this life, happiness and peace are the most important things”

The more I experience this life, the more I feel lucky because I got “just a normal”- dad. The more I travel, the more I realise what he always wants me to learn about this life: to live beautifully, trustworthy and happy. And believe me, he is normal to everyone else but he is special to me.

“I just want my daughter to be happy”

I will never forget what you said to me, daddy. And I will be the happiest daughter in the whole world because I got you, dad.


Your happy daughter.

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