A Father's Love

Yes! I am my father's girl. As I remember a long time ago my father's love for me was so tender and full. Mainly because I am the only daughter to three siblings, but it is not the reason that I fell this way. He works so hard for us even if the nature of his work is very risky, he did not mind it. He went home four days a month because his assigned projects were so far. Every time he is in home we had a lot of foods, it's like having fiesta every day. We enjoyed bonding with our father and I am the most demanding to all, but sometimes I was so scared if I got a mistake because he is very seldom to be mad at me even in my ill-mannered attitude as a child. Now, I am thirty-four years old and still wanting my father to be back again and I know it is impossible to happen. The times we've been together if not enough. I had my regrets, hoping that my father was still alive.