I attended my father's birthday party last night...his 54th year it is...
...i just realized i would be half his age this year...
...he might not have been a perfect father, as I have not been a perfect daughter to him...but what really PERFECTS his being and mine...is that very BIG love in our hearts that we don't let out in words through our mouths, but show in deed.
...I am thankful for all the winning moments I had in my life...but I am most grateful for the LOWEST moments...the exact moments when one person would think he/she is at the bottom of a very dark pit, and there might be no chance of seeing the light...For it was also the moment when he taught me how to Bounce Back Higher...and fight my own battles.
Yes, indeed...i see my life as a ballgame...a basketball game indeed...I am the ball and there are players of this Dream Team who dribble and toss me around to score some winning points...but in this dream team, there is one Man who happens to dribble me harder so i could bounce back a little higher than the others do, and tosses me with a little more push to speed up my momentum...that One player who struggles to keep me within boundaries...and makes sure i get to get a shooting point for a winning Game...the One I deem the Most Valuable Player...
MVPs are celebrated...rewarded...famed...
my MVP might have been judged by many...
...but what perfects him before my eyes, is a LOVING HEART...and despite all the twists and turns, I am his daughter and he is my father.
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Tuesday, June 26, 2007
an MVP uncelebrated
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