Dad is my best friend, my lucky charm, my mentor. He was the greatest thing on earth, in-fact I consider him perfect. We're not that rich but his job can provide a family of four. Growing up is not that hard knowing he'll always catch me when I'm about to fall. No instance I feel that I have no one to run because I'm hundred percent sure dad will never leave me.
But things chance when my teenage years started. I spend less of my time with my family and all are wasted having fun with my peers. But I never hear a word from him, he try his best to understand me. His little princess is no more a baby. And the sad thing he feels like he is not the most important person to that young lady of him.
Grandma advice him one day "Our children will never remain babies forever, when they started to learn things in their own and have courage to fight with all battles of life parents end up falling their tears feeling so little. But that is not they wanted you to feel, they just you to be proud of them, that after all your care they grew up as a fighter."
There is also instance I blame myself from making him feel that way but I swear it's not my intension. Loving him is the greatest thing on earth. He will always be a part of me. No one can break it. Me and my Dad equals happiness. Away from him aches too much but the moment had come to make me stand on my own. I maybe far from him but the bound that connects us will never be cut even I'm hundred miles away from him.
