Today is Father’s Day; father is supposed to be a child’s first protector, mentor, and hero but unfortunately for many a father can be their first nightmare and tormentor, so:
Not a very happy Father’s Day for those children who have always been dismissed by their fathers whenever they wanted approval or to be appreciated.
Not for those children who suffer every day and want their father to reach out to them or help them and be there for them in their dark times.
Not for those children who felt envious or teary eyed every day while growing up when they saw other fathers being physically affectionate towards their children because they never received it.
Not for those children who never felt loved by their father regardless of how hard they tried.
Not for those children who got beaten up and bruised and molested by a father or father figure.
Not for those children whose father seemed to love and be proud of anyone else but their children and their achievements.
Not for those children who confuse abuse or rape for love.
Everything has a reason of happening and a purpose. Sometimes we question too much and miss the whole point. Things might seem harsh at some times, but I guess sometimes we deserve it, for it to better us. Taking an example of salt and sugar, salt might be sour/bitter to your tongue when taken raw with nothing else. But the same salt added to something else, it gives it taste and it brings out the sweetness. Same with life, we might be having a salt experience and we think we’re unlucky, little do we know that the same experience makes us better. Just hanging on, and we’re on a different level altogether.
Sugar, on the other hand, is sweet. But the same sugar added to some other things makes it worse. Kill the taste.
Appreciate every moment. Because no matter how good or bad a situation is, it either makes us better for the right reason or otherwise.