Everybody in my family believe that: I don’t love my dad as the same the different

children. Because when I was 2 months old, I have always cried loudly whenever he
come on, until I was 10 years old, I rarely talked to him. I didn’t know why was I do? May
be, I loved my father so much!

My dad is regularly busy, he has to go away my home, such as: a working trip. So, I live
with my mom, my sister and my grandparents, I looking forward to the date he come
back. Despite the fact that I often cry, hide behind the door when I see him. I keep in eye
of the dad’s action I feel happy so he is beside me. If he take care of my sister the better
than me, I will cry again.

My father is a quiet, taciturn and good man, he make people fell safe and comfortable.
He always buys gift for me, he hope to close to me and see his daughter scurrying, the
walked up to him, gave him a kiss on the check and say: “ I love you, dad”. Many time, I
imagined this and promised myself that: I will live by my true feelings, won’t fear the
break up again. A long time past, my dad was retired but I went to school away from
home so we rarely see each other. When I have a free time, I phone to him and talk to
funny stories that I see, talk to boyfriend that I like. Suddenly, I realize one thing: without
my father, is not the more perfect man appear in my life.

Nobody can change the past, so let do well everything that you can and never feel
remorseful. We can’t conceal own emotions. Having happiness, having sadness, we
need accustomed to it. I were come back my childhood, I will hide in the cabinet to look
over the dad’s action. One thing is the most important in the present: he have known my
feelings