Father's love is vast and strict

(Baonghean.vn)- It is said that men only truly mature when they have children. And only when we become fathers of children, we understand how great a father's love is.

When I was one year old, I learned to walk, my mother ran after me to catch me every time I fell. My father stopped me and told me to let me learn to stand up by myself. When I was three years old, I cried and asked for the chili pepper on the dinner tray. My mother firmly refused to give it to me. Meanwhile, my father told me to let me taste it and then I would stay away.

When I was five, I refused to go to kindergarten. Mom couldn't bear to let go, so she stood in front of the school gate looking at me. Dad turned around and told Mom to get in the car quickly.

At six years old, I was in first grade. My mother told the teacher to watch out for bullying. But my father told the teacher that if I did something wrong, she should punish me severely.

When I was 9, I got into a fight with a classmate and my face was bruised. Mom was so worried that she almost cried. But Dad scolded me and forced me to apologize to that friend.

At twelve years old, I asked to have internet connection in my room. My mother happily agreed right away. Meanwhile, my father only allowed me to put the computer in the living room, so I couldn't stay up late to play games with my friends.

At fifteen, I asked to go on a backpacking trip with my friends. Mom agreed but kept grumbling because she was worried. Meanwhile, Dad nodded right away. During the trip, Mom called me to ask me all sorts of questions: Did I have fun, what did I eat, where to sleep, did I have any problems? As for Dad, during those days, he only called me once when he got off the bus. He only said three sentences: Have you arrived yet? When will you come back? And wished me a good time.

I started smoking at 16. Mom got angry and scolded me. While Dad gently led me to the balcony to show me his lung cancer test results.

At seventeen, I brought a girl home. Mom said I was too young to think about love. Dad smiled and said that when I was hurt, I would leave her.

When I turned 18, my father became seriously ill. On the day I took the university entrance exam, my mother only gave me a few brief instructions and then arranged to go to the hospital to take care of my father. During lunch break, I received a phone call from my father. He said he was fine. After the exam, I did not go home immediately but went out to celebrate with my friends because I did very well on the test. When I got home, my father had already left. My mother said my father absolutely did not let her call me because he wanted me to do well on the exam.

At the age of 21, I received a scholarship to study in the US. I know that if my father were still alive, he would definitely advise me to go. But now, without asking my mother's opinion, I have refused that scholarship. I do not want to experience the same feeling after 5 years of studying as when I came back from the university entrance exam. Meanwhile, my mother told me that if I could not do something, I should ask others, but my father taught me, and if I could do something, I should help others.

But now, if someone asks me who I love the most in the world, I will immediately answer Mom without thinking. And if someone asks me who loves me the most, I will also immediately answer Dad.

Dad, I miss you...

An Nhien(th)