On this day today in 1914, my father was born. He would have been 92 had he not died on February 14, 1986 of a heart attack. I am so far from home now but he is in my heart everyday. We were very close. I have written about him two years ago when I started blogging. You can read about him here Please follow the link and know about this man who has given me everything I need to have in life. It is not a long read. This is my only way to pay homage to his kindness and his sacrifices for me. And while you do that, please pray for his soul. Thank you very much.
PS.
I just realized I am a day late considering that my blog follows Philippine time. So, my father's birthday was on May 19.