
I have always been “daddy’s girl” 🙂
The picture above captures the essence of my dad’s love for me so beautifully. So many layers and emotions for me in one single frame :
Dad giving me wings to fly while providing a security net in case I fall ;
Teaching me to hold my head high whatever the situation is (even before I learnt to stand/walk);
Urging me to push my limits and conquer my fears
Giving me springboard in life
Watching me closely for any discomfort so that he can hold me back in his arms
His pride in my silly confidence showing in his smile
And least of all – always to well dressed 🙂
Since as far I remember – among the five siblings – I was his favorite. He would openly spoil and pamper me. He would tell everyone that i was his pacemaker…
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