Two Letters from SP Dads to Their Daughters

Below are two open letters we received from SP Dads addressed to their precious daughters. We sent out a call for father’s reflections and letters, inspired by the article of dad and contributor, Kensai Yonzon, othe priceless joys of fatherhood.

 

From Daddy Mel Romero, father to Prosperity Melandria Romero, 2 years and 5 months Naga City, Camarines Sur

My wife and I waited six years for a baby. So, when our darling Peachy came into our lives, I could hardly express the emotions I felt for her. She’s the answer to our prayers and, although she came unexpectedly to us, she was the perfect gift and reason for my wife to smile during her darkest moment of sorrow because of the sudden loss of her father. 

When I first held her in my arms, I felt the joy of being a father.  It was something that I have never felt in my entire life and I will always be grateful for it. 

 

To my Darling Peachy,

You are the reason for me to strive hard. You are the joy in my eyes.  Just seeing you happy and lively makes my heart smile and makes me realize how blessed am I. I will always love and treasure you.  Your journey is yet unknown but always remember that we will be there for you in every step of your life to guide you and shelter you always.  We will always be grateful to our Dear Lord for giving you to us and for sealing the bond of our marriage.

 

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From Mr. Nepumuceno, Daddy of Gianna Patricia

Dear Gianna Patricia,

I still remember the first time the nurse brought you in the room. You were so tiny and less than 5 lbs. I was the very first one to carry you in my arms. As you can see from the picture taken above, I was very happy to finally see you up close.         

At home, we spent most of our time together like this. I would put you on my lap while you slept and just watch over you. My lap was just about right for you and you fit comfortably.

 

You were cute and cuddly, with very chubby cheeks. You loved to “talk back” then. That’s why it was no surprise to us that you started talking early. Unfortunately, you got sick and slowly lost weight which you never did gain back. Looking at your pictures for the first few months, I couldn’t believe how chubby you were compared to now. But I am still thankful that you are healthy and not prone to sickness.

 

While growing up, we had lots of moments like this. We played a lot. If I put each and every picture here, the allocated space would not be enough. You will get the chance to see them when you get older. After which, you will decide to get even when you have kids of your own.

 

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Here's the continuation of Mr. Nepomuceno's open letter to daughter Gianna Patricia.

 

 

You eventually learned to smile when we took a picture or a video of you. Without anyone teaching you how to act, you developed your own signature pose and smile. You learned to imitate what you saw (from others or from TV).

I wouldn’t be surprised if you turn out to be a model. You aren’t even two years old yet but you already have poses such as this one. You still can’t talk properly but you already have your own portfolio of pictorials.

 

Looking back at all the pictures, I keep wondering where the time went. You are growing up at such an accelerated rate. If only I could stop time for a while so that you can still be my little baby. I love the way you look for me before bed time. How you can’t sleep when I am not by your side. I love how you cry when you wake up and I am not around. How you hold on tight to me when I carry you around. Even if I am tired, I will gladly be there for you. I know the time will come when you will grow up and go to school, meet new people and eventually live your own life. I wish you all the best in whatever you aspire to be in the future. But for now, our playtime will continue. I will still be beside you as you sleep, still carry you around when we go out. You will grow. That I know. But not yet…not yet.