I was a child when my little fingers held his strong hand on the road and when he was teaching me to ride bicycles.
I remember getting angry the first time because I let go of my bike
And although I was careful, I got very angry with him.
I swore I’d never go anywhere with him again. When he was late for work, he waited until I fell asleep and left in the morning for my school, while he left early for work again.
It took years of anger at my father to realize how much he cared about my happiness.
And he will always be proud of me no matter what I did, he made me feel very good about myself and confident. I loved many things, most of them traveling through him.
I missed my father and I knew that Father’s Day was a special day, even though it was different from country to country.
During my travel, I sent him and sent him greeting cards and told him I was happy.
I felt that there was a deep thread between me and Father’s Day, and I wanted to tell him how proud I was of him and happy that he made me who I am today.
In the east
Father’s Day is not cared for and is not celebrated with most families.
Rather, it is Mothers Day that is celebrated on March 21.
Spring began a different day when gifts are given to the mother and they are cared for and appreciated for all that you do for children throughout the year.
But no one cares to give gifts on Father’s Day and this is not appropriate.
Because on Father’s Day I gave gifts to my father in recognition of him because he loved his family very much and was his first goal in life.