His quiet, he is upset most of the time, yet he loves me. He may not say it, but his guilty for part of me, every second I am out here, his stuck at wherever he is worried for me. His not from my land, his not related, yet he love me a lot, he taught me love, though in recent years we separated because of our personality difference. He got no reason to love me cause I hate him for his words, but he show me love is great and it break boundaries. He is wise, he is a leader, he leads my family through storms, with no words said, just actions. He is not just a father, he is an educator, for my mother’s temper, nobody would stand except him. May God bless him, for he does not deserve what is coming from my sis, my mum and me, and without him, my family will be torn apart for sure. Merry Christmas daddy, sorry I don’t talk to you, I really don’t know how to face you anymore, I am a disgrace to you. I failed as a son, but I will make it up someday, I swear.