I grew up without a father. My grandparents are the ones who took care of me while my mother is away working. I didn’t had any questions because they explained what happened to me. I didn’t also longed for a father because I had the coolest grandfather beside me while growing up. I just wish that he stayed longer.

Aside from having the coolest grandfather, I have uncles who also stood as my father, all of them. I have lots of memories with my fathers; riding uncle Jim’s motorcycle even for just 2 meters whenever he arrives from work; joining my cousins in their excitement whenever uncle Buds arrive from work abroad (because I also receive toys); picking up food in uncle Jessy’s table when they are, uhm, drinking; and knowing the right path and the Good News from uncle Pastor Allan. With all these things mentioned, I also have many homes and families.

Although I never met my biological father, I never felt unfortunate. I still felt God’s love because He blessed me with lots of fathers. I really felt the genuine love of my grandparents to me. And my other father uncle Pastor introduced me to the greatest Father of all, our God. It is the greatest thing that an earthly father could give to his son and daughter.

To all my fathers, thanks for the great memories. To uncle Pastor, thanks for your guidance. Happy Father’s Day!

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