A Universe Trapped in a Labyrinth

This is my boring and interesting and teenager life spanning from age 15 to 18 (May 2015-August 2018)
Within you'll find many re-inventions of myself, boy trouble, school trouble and life trouble. (Plus interesting bits I thought I would include as well).
Do you dare to enter the maze?


39. Father's Day


Date: Sunday 21st June 2015

Entry: 42/?

Subject: Father’s Day


Happy Father’s Day to every dad out there!

Today is the day to celebrate all our Fathers and show them how much we appreciate them and love them.

I must say that although my dad annoys me sometimes (or sometimes most of the time) I wouldn’t change him in any way. You see the thing is; my dad likes to aggravate people. I will paint you a situation: you can be peacefully reading or watching TV and he will poke you on the cheek, he could playfully shove you and then keep doing it until you snap and retaliate or go away (in which it is a heavy possibility he will follow you to carry on). I have noticed that this is a trait in my dad’s side of the family; I remember my Uncle being a dinosaur to us when we were little and then throw us off playfully, the many soft ball fights in my Grandad’s and Nanna’s living room, chases with hoses or water balloons, and all the hair ruffles and obnoxious pats. My dad is also very loyal, kind and helpful to others though. If anybody we know is in a pickle he will go out of his way to help them. He will do anything to make our lives easier, for example he will cook us dinner if we are not feeling particular to it or have a sandwich ready even if I didn’t say I was hungry but secretly was.

I also want to say Happy Father’s Day to all those fathers who are no longer with us unfortunately.

The first thing I can remember of my Grandad, who has sadly passed, is when I was the tender age of four and I was hiding in the gap between two sofas of my Grandmas living room waiting for my Grandad to come home from work. I remember hosting tea parties in that gap and pretending to be a spy and my Grandad would just laugh and play along with my games. I’m still grateful for that. I remember him sneaking me bites from his plate behind my Grandma’s and sister’s backs, I remember him gorging his face in chocolate éclairs and still leaving the last one for me upon insistence from my persistent family, I remember him laughing and encouraging me and bringing me out of my shell. Although, he cannot be with me on this day I’m sure he is looking down on me and singing along to Bohemian Rhapsody and laughing.

I love all my Father’s and today when I handed my card to my dad he bear tackled me (a cross between a bear hug and a rugby tackle) and wouldn’t let me go for a while and then for today we watched all his favourite shows with our favourite junk food. I may not do much on Father’s Day but each celebration is different and I am grateful for everything I have.

I just have to say thank you for providing it for me.

I hope everyone is enjoying their Father’s Day’s and spreading the love! 

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