Endless maze and cornucopia of memories with family and friends, from birth and beyond. My labyrinth is my brain. A brain that will open everytime you click the maze.
"Reach high, for stars lie hidden in your soul. Dream deep, for every dream precedes the goal." *Blessed Mother Teresa
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Happy Father's Day
Especially dedicated to the father, grandfather, godfather, stepfather of lab techs.
RECATCHING SOME MOMENTS WITH MY DEAREST DADDY-O THIS FATHER'S DAY... It will be short and sweet. I don't wanna bore you with so much nostalgia and all that jazz. I'm my father's daughter, no doubt about it. In some aspects if not all,he's almost the perfect specimen of a perfect father. He let me be all that I can be - spoiled rotten! And that's a good thing for a free spirit like me. I'm so so lucky to have him as a father for I'd be dead if I was born to other father. Thank God,I have half his genes! My daddy-o is a very caring father. I remember one moment in time when I was visiting him in Los Angeles. There I was, an "old" international traveler, have been to all the 4 corners of the world except Africa and there he was waiting at a bus stop at Normandie St., kind of worried, because I'd not arrived from shopping downtown. What a father! Perfect in my eyes. So there it is, my thoughts this Father's Day.
RECATCHING SOME MOMENTS WITH MY DEAREST DADDY-O THIS FATHER'S DAY... It will be short and sweet. I don't wanna bore you with so much nostalgia and all that jazz. I'm my father's daughter, no doubt about it. In some aspects if not all,he's almost the perfect specimen of a perfect father. He let me be all that I can be - spoiled rotten! And that's a good thing for a free spirit like me. I'm so so lucky to have him as a father for I'd be dead if I was born to other father. Thank God,I have half his genes! My daddy-o is a very caring father. I remember one moment in time when I was visiting him in Los Angeles. There I was, an "old" international traveler, have been to all the 4 corners of the world except Africa and there he was waiting at a bus stop at Normandie St., kind of worried, because I'd not arrived from shopping downtown. What a father! Perfect in my eyes. So there it is, my thoughts this Father's Day.
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