life beyond the almost.

10th February 2012

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reposting myself : *i wrote this 2 years ago for father’s day, I miss my Dad.* 

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 I was scared of the camel when this picture was taken. I was afraid it would eat me alive. I was 4 years old.

4 years old and hiding behind the protective silhouette of my dad’s head. My brother and I clung to him as tight as we could, holding on for dear life. We tried our best to be brave.
We had to be brave because Papa said we were; and being kids, we believed him and in so doing, started to believe we were.

We drove home that day, still shaky from the experience but a li’l bit braver. We Survived an encounter with the 100-foot tall monster (thats how tall it was to us then), in the arms of our father.

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I’m a li’l scared of the uncertainties that life has in store. I’m afraid it’ll eat me alive. I’m 23 years old.

23 years old and hiding behind the protective silhouette of my Father’s hand. I cling to Him as tight as i can, holding on for dear life. I try my best to be brave. I have to be brave because He says I am; and being His child I believe in Him, and in so doing start to believe in myself.

I go to sleep today, still shaky from the experience but a li’l bit braver. I survived another day through the treacherous adventure called ‘Life’ in the arms of my Father.

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