all my troubles seemed so far away...
no, no, not that song.
yesterday it seems to have been the fathers' day all over the world.
now it's over...
as a father who has as many as three daughters, i had some kind of expectations.
i myself think i am a good father at home.
i'm always, or i'm always trying to be kind to them, help them when they are in trouble, consult when they need some kind of advice.
i'm sure i did everything i could to take care of them since, or even before they were born.
on top of that, i've been paying for their tuition for long years.
when they were in kindergarten or elementary school, they often wrote to me with some small pictures they drew. as they grew up, gradually they began to forget (in other words, ignore) the fathers' day, but one or two of them remembered and gave me something in these years.
but, this year, i got nothin', nothing, NOTHIIIIIIIINNNGGGGGGG!!!!!
totally nothing. i know they were busy, but why in the world did such tender girls all forget about their kind, gentle and hansome father's day?
when i woke up this morning and found that the day had been over, with nothing happened.
i felt a bit lonely, but i had no time to indulging in a sort of melancholia.
i changed my clothes, gulping down a piece of bread with a cuppa coffee, and hurried to work, wondering if this is really the way i am a father...
i do hope i'm not the only one in the world.
