The past is remembered.
This is a toughest blog post to write about.
My dad and I had a history. People see me as a nice, sweet guy. My close friends know I have a temper. (I have controlled my temper. Good news: It is better than ever before.)
What do you mean by having a history with your dad? To this day, we have our disagreements. Before, we took it at an extreme level. How, so? We kept arguing. (Both hotheads always proving a point to each other.) You can never win an argument. (Now, I have learned that. Just let it be.)
Remember the common saying, "Like father, like son." It is true. A list shown below is how I am similar to my father:
First and foremost, my dad started from the bottom. How, so? He came from a very poor family in the Philippines. He is the 2nd oldest out of 12 total siblings. (He is the only one to live here in America.)
How did he come here? His only one-way ticket is joining the US Navy. He was selected as the top ten out of 70 people. (He survived the hectic boot camp.)
My dad inspires me. He was always hard on me. Why, so? He wants me to be successful.
(If you are reading this Dad, I will stop at here so you can continue on with your work. Again, he is always on the go.)
I love you, Dad.
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