Special in my daddy's eyes

Its been 31 years today since I lost my dad to a massive heart attack ...he was 59 and I was 19. They always say fathers and daughters have something special that no one can understand...and I did have that with my dad. He would call me his princess as I am one among 8 boys in the family....he was very proud of me especially my height as my 5'9" structure towered above his 5'2" stature. In anything I was treated much more special than my brothers....pocket money , clothings , love & affection and even food one might say.

My memories of him and that fatal day is still clear in my head...he had cooked me my lunch after he had returned from a part time job..and I had just returned from teaching at my mum's kindergarten and it seemed like a normal day.After we had eaten... he developed chest pains and I did not know what to do as I was alone with him...and all I could do was ask my neighbour to drive us to the hospital...just then one of my older brothers came home...and I told him to accompany my dad as I had to go inform my mum at her kindergaten. Everything happened so fast and as I closed my mum's kindergarten and went to the hospital to look for her...the attendants told me that my dad had just passed away and my mum had taken him home. At 19 and receiving news like that was devastating...what was my mum going to do..she had just turned 51...what was I going to do with no father...The funeral was held the very next day and being Hindu at that time we had a lot of rites to do....and we were left with my mum to fend for the 9 of us...fortunately the 2 older brothers were already working. And my mum being the amazing lady she was kept us going and got us educated and married and everything else until she left me 10 years later.

If you still have your dad and mum with you , please be patient and treasure them...they might be old and cranky and difficult to handle...but always remember we will also be like that one day and all we would want is for our children  to love and care for us.

I am glad at least God gave me those 19 years with my dad and most of all I thank Him that I was always special in my daddy'e eyes.

Appa rest in peace with God eternally.