Isaiah Kuan: My Father, Myself and My Child
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My Father, Myself and My Child

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Having a daughter myself makes me understand the true meaning of fatherhood. Like most Singaporeans, I had a "missing" father in my life. He was there physically but not emotionally. But with a new addition (a baby girl), even our father-and-son relationship became much better.

My girl is 4 years old now, and life has never been the same since her birth. Everytime my wife and I go shopping, the first place we go to is usually the kid's department. Thinking of what to buy for our girl, like new clothes, new toys, etc. But I guess that is the joy of being a parent, and you have to be one to know it.

There was one particular incident that really brought tears to my eyes. I was out at work, and as usual, I drove home and passed by the convenient shop. I stopped and thought of buying a chocolate bar for my girl. I paid and left. Smiling to myself thinking of how happy my little girl will be when she sees the candy.

True enough, my girl shouted with joy and gave me a big hug at the doorstep. We stepped in and enjoyed a short but precious father-and-daughter moment. Just when I was about to go wash up, my father came home. And in his hands, he brought home a packet of my favourite pepper crabs. Left it on the table and told me to eat.

Immediately the same joy I just witnessed earlier on was happening to me. But many years of surpressing our feelings, I did not hug my father like my daughter did to me. I just mentioned a word of thanks.

I totally regret that moment. If there is such a chance for me again, I will surely not miss it again. I will give my Dad a great hug.

A dad is for life!

 

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