“We live to our dad’s standards because we all want to make them proud. “
There came a time in our lives where we wished we had a different Dad. If choosing a Father was just like picking up a new pet at a shop, wouldn’t that be more exciting?
Sometimes we want things differently, we want the liberty to make choices,we always want to take control. But in some cases, we can’t.
We can’t pick a father as we were destined to be their children.
No matter how hard you try to ignore the facts, you are your Father’s daughter, you are your Dad’s son. So the question is, why is it that sometimes we wished to have a different Dad? That’s because just like everyone, our Dads are not perfect even if we wished they we’re.
Here are the 10 things I hate about my Dad…
My Dad Is Very Strict
My Dad was a Policeman, he was used to discipline and always being on time. He also wanted good grades and made sure I adhere to schedules on the dot. But I know that he was just preparing me for the future, that life is not one roller coaster ride that only goes up.
He taught me everything… to be prepared in a world where everything moves so fast!
My Dad Is A Nagger
My dad had a habit of nagging. Not only to me but pretty much to everyone in the house. He nagged about things that should always be organized, to always eat healthy food and avoid doing non-sense stuff that hinders or takes away our attention from school as our top priority. But nevertheless, now I know that he was just doing all of those because he wanted the best for me and my siblings.
My Dad Has Temper Issues
My Dad hated excuses, he wanted things to be done fast and smooth. He hated people who did things slow and sloppy, he wanted to watch how we did our assignments and tasks. He always wanted us to do more of what we thought we can only do, but then again I now know that he was just pushing us harder because he loved us and didn’t want us to settle for mediocrity.
My Dad Eats A Lot
He eats almost anything but shares with us. He takes eating together a priority, he always wants to eat with us even if it’s impossible. I remember one time he got home with a bucket of chicken and set the table. Dragged each of us to eat lunch with him, he also said that we need to eat fast because he is due for work. Later that day my Mom told me that Dad just got home for lunch because he wanted to eat with the whole family.
My Dad Is A Grumpy Old Man
He always shouts, he always looks grumpy and unreachable. He always talks about future, good education and working hard. He whines when he sees me and my siblings not taking things seriously. Fast forward to today, I think his grumpiness prepared us for the daily grind of our respective careers.
My Dad Is Pessimistic
He hated boys who talks to me or those looking and wants to approach me and ask for my number. He hated people who are teasing me or my siblings, he hated most specially boys who wanted to court me. He taught me to focus more on
My Dad Drinks Beer
My dad loves beer. He loves to drink with his colleagues… it’s like his own way of relaxation and also to socialize. He knows his limits though and does not put beer in his head that will make him loose himself. It’s just his way of relieving his stress but one thing I admire about him was that even though he does drink, he never forgets to do his responsibilities as a father. He’s always around when we need him.
My Dad Is A Lady's Man
My dad is attractive and have some women’s eyes over him. He’s a good conversationalist too and am pretty sure he’s had a lot of admirers despite him married and with kids. But in spite of all these I know that his heart belong to my mom only. No doubt!
My Dad Kept A Secret
He lied that he is strong, he lied that he was going to stay strong no matter what, he lied to me about going to my graduation. He lied that he was going to be there for me on that special day. But sadly, he left so soon. He left even before those promises were fulfilled, he died before my Graduation day.
He left on the day of his own birthday.
My Dad Made Me Miss Him So Much
It’s been almost a year since my dad passed. I still remember the good times. The laughs we shared, the bonding moments we had when I was a kid, those happy times with our family, I even remember our arguments clearly. God, I miss him so much.
My Dad said that he was going to be there for me always. With me through my ups and downs. Thru the good times and bad times. He promised to be the shoulder I can cry on, to be the strength I need when I am about to give up.
But things happen for a reason. There are things way beyond our control. It was more than a year when he was diagnosed with heart enlargement that ultimately took his life. I remember his struggles, I can still see his pain. Now he is in a better place and he is at peace. He’s probably looking down on us with a smile knowing that we are living up to his standards and that we’re doing our best to make him proud.
I hate you for making me miss you so much but I love you very much Dad!
About The Author
An ambivert with an old soul, exceptionally decaffeinator, dreams to travel & witness awesome places around the globe, and aspires to touch co-earthlings’ hearts. She is an avid user of Oleia.