Due to his work, my Daddy only comes home once a month, the rest of the time, he will stay in the "jungle" or camp site. Whenever he is coming home, he needs to drive for more than 4 hours to reach Bintulu town. He then takes the flight from Bintulu to Kuching. Usually he will spent about 4 days at home.
Working in the camp is very tiring and hard, but we never hear Daddy complain about his work. Daddy is not very expressive but we know that he loves us very much. I remember when I was young, Daddy would go to Singapore for training every year, and he would buy really pretty dresses and shoes for me and my younger sister. He would buy us all the toys that we liked.
Daddy was a smoker last time. He told me he had been smoking for about 20 years. But he manage to quit it when he was 40. I am really proud of my Daddy about this! Because I know it was not easy... but he made it! My Super Daddy!
Daddy,
You are the provider, and also the protector of the family.
We will never forget the hardships, burdens of love, and all the sacrifices you made for us.
You are there for me through all the conflicts, helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
And like our Heavenly Father, you are a guardian and a guide, someone that I can count on.
Daddy,
Thank you for everything.
You are the best Daddy!
I love you...
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