post #276
Sweet Nina
I had a bad day at work today and got home late. Felt very exhausted physically and mentally. As usual, Nina ran to the door as I opened the front door, but this time, she came straight to me and gave me a quick hug without me asking.
After shower and dinner, I went to the bedroom with Nina and while laying myself down on the bed, I told her, “Daddy is tired, Nina. Give daddy a hug.”
Nina: “later Nina hug daddy, daddy not feel tired anymore?”
She then hugged me and whispered softly into my ear, “I love you too, daddy”.
Then, she went on to tell me a story. I usually tell her a story by making up a story myself on the fly. She tried to imitate me. I tried to listen carefully what she was saying as she spoke very softly. She apparently tried to make up a story. I heard words and sentences such as,
“once upon a time …”
“one day …”
“cinderella”
“ariel”
“step sister”
“and live happily ever after .. the end”
I was impressed. I don’t mind having another bad day.
Read a friend of mine friend’s blog. I found it very touching and oohhh sooo sweettttt…That’s why I copied and pasted it here. I tried to imagine how it’d feel. I’d also feel very blissful and thankful if I’d experienced the same thing. Very tired (and stressed) from all day work but the fatigue, the stress would instantly washed away just by simple words and gesture from my little daughter. Simple, yet meaningful and full of love. I’d be rejuvenated in a second.
It’s astonishing how a simple line could bring someone up or down. How emotions could turn 180 degrees just by hearing words of love, having simple moments with the ones I love.
*sigh… I wish…I really really wish someday I’d be able to have the same blessing, to experience that kind of thing. Could I? I hope I could find that one person who’d not only be the best wife, but also the best mother for my children. I hope I could be the right partner for her. I hope I could be a good father, an ideal father figure, the one I never had.
And I’d give it all away, just to have someone to come home to…
Sweet Nina
I had a bad day at work today and got home late. Felt very exhausted physically and mentally. As usual, Nina ran to the door as I opened the front door, but this time, she came straight to me and gave me a quick hug without me asking.
After shower and dinner, I went to the bedroom with Nina and while laying myself down on the bed, I told her, “Daddy is tired, Nina. Give daddy a hug.”
Nina: “later Nina hug daddy, daddy not feel tired anymore?”
She then hugged me and whispered softly into my ear, “I love you too, daddy”.
Then, she went on to tell me a story. I usually tell her a story by making up a story myself on the fly. She tried to imitate me. I tried to listen carefully what she was saying as she spoke very softly. She apparently tried to make up a story. I heard words and sentences such as,
“once upon a time …”
“one day …”
“cinderella”
“ariel”
“step sister”
“and live happily ever after .. the end”
I was impressed. I don’t mind having another bad day.
Read a friend of mine friend’s blog. I found it very touching and oohhh sooo sweettttt…That’s why I copied and pasted it here. I tried to imagine how it’d feel. I’d also feel very blissful and thankful if I’d experienced the same thing. Very tired (and stressed) from all day work but the fatigue, the stress would instantly washed away just by simple words and gesture from my little daughter. Simple, yet meaningful and full of love. I’d be rejuvenated in a second.
It’s astonishing how a simple line could bring someone up or down. How emotions could turn 180 degrees just by hearing words of love, having simple moments with the ones I love.
*sigh… I wish…I really really wish someday I’d be able to have the same blessing, to experience that kind of thing. Could I? I hope I could find that one person who’d not only be the best wife, but also the best mother for my children. I hope I could be the right partner for her. I hope I could be a good father, an ideal father figure, the one I never had.
And I’d give it all away, just to have someone to come home to…
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