I m back, touched down late last night, unpacked everything this morning. Need to re-size all pics before posting. But i m blogging abt this first...
One evening (think its Sat evening), after dinner, we were walking down Yarra River at Melbourne, Daddy suddenly told me, "I saw a nice keychain @ one of the Crown shops, if i am lucky in casino, i'll buy it for you." I was so happy though he haven bought it for me yet, and I know chances are slim, coz he's not very lucky in casino.
When we reached home last night, Daddy presented me with this:
He said its for my birthday, and he said it so proudly and eagerly. Asked me to open to see if i like it.
So i unwrapped (a lot of layers) and saw this:
It brought tears to my eyes. A heart adorned with pink swaroski crystals. Dad said he bought it at Alexandre de Paris, wanted to get a hair clip for me, but the prices are shocking so he got this for me. I loved it.
Dad hardly get gifts for me, but whenever he gets anything for me, its always wat i wanted and loved. He would saved on his food and personal accessories, just to get presents for me. My dad is not a wealthy father, not a rich father who would shower me with expensive gifts. But he is a wonderful father who would scrimp and save just to surprise me sometimes, who would teach and guide me when i m lost, who would stand by me to support me when i feel sad, who would remind and scold me when i'm wrong, who would lend me a supporting shoulder when i wanna cry.
Daddy, I love you very much.
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