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still cant cry.. not in front of u.. but i'll try.. i promise

----------an email... from my father...

Yen;

Yen, take some time to digest this.

I believe I tried, crossing the lines many times, trying to behave and
be a
father.

Unfortunately, the more that I tried to care or tried to get the inner
feelings with my love one,
I have the feeling that this repels. This task becomes more challenging
and
difficult when
my love one has reached her stage of maturity, cultivated with years of
fall-outs and insecurity.

Much that I wanted to show, write or say more. I hesitated many times.
It's
really hard to
bond the relationship that is slipping away.

Just too bad that the clock don't rewind. Life move forward and that's
a
reality.

Take care.

I still remember my little girl taking her kindergarden graduation
photograph with a pair of toe-showing shoe.

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Read slowly and then look at ourselves.... read even slower when you reach the "FAMILY" column below F A M I L Y

I ran into a stranger as he passed by,
"Oh excuse me please" was my reply.


He said, "Please excuse me too;
I wasn't watching for you."


We were very polite, this stranger and I.
We went on our way and we said goodbye.


But at home a different story is told,
How we treat our loved ones, young and old.


Later that day, cooking the evening meal,
My son stood beside me very still.


When I turned, I nearly knocked him down.
"Move out of the way," I said with a frown.


He walked away, his little heart broken.
I didn't realize how harshly I'd spoken.


While I lay awake in bed,
God's still small voice came to me and said,


"While dealing with a stranger,
common courtesy you use,
but the family you love, you seem to abuse.


Go and look on the kitchen floor,
You'll find some flowers there by the door.


Those are the flowers he brought for you.
He picked them himself: pink, yellow and blue.


He stood very quietly not to spoil the surprise,
you never saw the tears that filled his little eyes."


By this time, I felt very small,
And now my tears began to fall.


I quietly went and knelt by his bed;
"Wake up, little one, wake up," I said.


"Are these the flowers you picked for me?"
He smiled, "I found 'em, out by the tree.


I picked 'em because they're pretty like you.
I knew you'd like 'em, especially the blue ."


I said, "Son, I'm very sorry for the way I acted today;
I shouldn't have yelled at you that way."
He said, "Oh, Mom, that's okay.
I love you anyway."


I said, "Son, I love you too,
and I do like the flowers, especially the blue."


FAMILY
Are you aware that if we died tomorrow, the company
that we are working for could easily replace us in
a matter of days.
But the family we left behind will feel the loss
for the rest of their lives.


And come to think of it, we pour ourselves more
into work than into our own family,
an unwise investment indeed,
don't you think?
So what is behind the story?


Do you know what the word FAMILY means?
FAMILY = (F)ATHER (A)ND (M)OTHER (I) (L)OVE (Y)OU


Pass this message to 7 people except you and me .


You will receive a miracle tomorrow.
Don't ignore and God will bless you

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tell ur family u love them today...