Thank You

I was reading a story today about someone who had gone through hell and highwater, not with her boyfriend, but because of him. The story she told papa, the things he did to her. He broke her spirit, he broke her heart and he destroyed her soul. Reading about the broken promises, the lies and the deceit, I was overcome with anger. I was angry that this guy had hurt her so badly.

When my anger had subsided, I was overcome with immense gratitude. Why? I was grateful for you Papa.

I am grateful that in your eyes we were always equals, I did the dishes, you cooked and vice versa

I am grateful that although you cooked, you didn't do it too often because there was only so much of your "legendary stew" I could take.

I am grateful that you didn't act one way with company and another when we were alone.

I am grateful that you didn't love me in spite my flaws but because of them.

I am grateful that you respected my opinion and always sought my counsel.

I am grateful that you didn't desire me any less as sexy negligee gave way to old sweats.

I am grateful that you were always willing to talk, not just to shut me up,but to get to the roots of our disagreements and misunderstandings.

I am grateful that you didn't hold me to ransom for the rift between your parents and you but bore the cross for the rift between my parents and I.

I am grateful that I never had to doubt your love for me or justify your behaviour in order for me to stay.

I am grateful for your spontaneity and the romantic in you.

I am grateful because you were never scared to be seen as "whipped" and always put me first, but papa, you were sooo whipped :-)


I am grateful for your intuition, and knowing when I needed a hug and when to just leave me alone.

I am grateful for the balance you created between Mr Macho and Mr sensitive.

I am grateful for all the things that you have taught me, the lessons we learnt together and the wisdom these experiences have afforded me.

I am grateful for you taking the blame when I farted at Tunji's, Although I am unsure how much wass chivalry and how much was not wanting people to know that your baby farts too:-)

Most of all, I am grateful because you loved me, unreservedly and unashamedly.



Always
Me