Love continues to change its form and expression for me; each of them I consider beautiful. It continues to surprise me and I know that there can't be "too much love" for me.
At the moment, the best manifestation of love is the thoughtfulness of our kids in our neighborhood. My dad calls them his angels. They are his playmates and barkada, since my father does not have many close adult friends (for a very good reason: he chooses his friends very carefully and he is wary with betrayal and peer pressure). Papa has been on isolation for almost a month now because of his radiation therapy for thyroid cancer. He can't go anywhere near kids, pregnant women, and we maintain distance of at least a meter away from him. However, this does not stop the children from calling his name as they stand right outside our house. One can hear "Daddy Boie" in the morning before they leave for school and in the afternoon during their games. We thought that they'd eventually stop after a week since my dad doesn't even face them even if he wants to in order to protect the children from radiation exposure. However, they continue to tell him about their day, who's fighting with who and their perfect scores in their quizzes at school. They also make drawings especially for my dad just so he would know that they miss him. I wonder if their parents even know about these important events in their children's lives.
My father is the best example of a man that I want to someday marry. He is loving, understanding, kind, and just about every positive adjective I could think of. Mind you, I do not give compliments loosely. He sure is not perfect, but being a girl version of him (he tells me I should've been named "Huga", as his name is "Hugo". I KNOW RIGHT), gives us a special connection. I know how to talk to him when he's on the verge of spewing curses (rare times but you won't want to be there to witness it). He opens up about his insecurities and pains in the past (repetitively, but hey, that's a good way to heal).
I pray to God that he be given a very long life. I pray that the complications of cancer, gout, hypertension, and diabetes be put at bay indefinitely. I want him to see my own children making random love notes for him in the future. I am looking forward to his beaming smile upon receiving them. It would be a privilege for my little ones to grow up with him as their grandfather. I could only imagine the songs and the games that they'd be playing!
Oh, and I'm changing my statement earlier about the best expression of love at the moment. It's actually how this family continues to be strong in spite of every trial. I am just so blessed to have the dad of my dreams, as well as a beautiful mother to complement him.
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