Still That Girl

Anywaaay, I just wanted to share with you guys the idea behind this work I did~

I've been busy lately not only just because of school... it's also because my dad just got back home from abroad! Yes, after 6 years, I finally got to see him again! Although to be honest, it was REALLY awkward the first time I saw him. Seriously, the first thing he did when he first stepped inside our house was to run towards me and hugged me tightly. Even though he's my father, it really did felt a bit awkward... O.o. I don't know if it's the fact that I have changed or the fact that we haven't seen each other for years. AND even so when I heard his voice! Yes it was familiar... but something seemed strange or different. But I'm still quite grateful that even though many of his physical aspect changed, he's still my father deep inside.

I remember a week before his arrival, I was really worried about how I would react when he's around... like how would I treat him now that I've grown up. Last time I saw him I was just in elementary school and now that I'm in college, I had a lot of worries about what he would think of me now, and how would he treat me now. I kept asking myself "will I still be the little girl that he used to know?" I know a lot has changed, I'm not the same as I was before... and it really scared me. It scared me to the point that I would've wished my father won't come back because I don't want him to see what I have become now. I was at the worst possible situation I could ever imagine, and I don't want him to see me like that.

As I try to sort things out inside of me, I'm thankful that God didn't let go of me. He was with me all those times that I was anxious and afraid. He comforted me when I needed one. He encouraged me and gave me strength to face my dad without hesitation and pretension. I may not be able to hide all those flaws and faults that I accumulated through all those years that my dad was away, but I can share him my stories and lessons that I have learned through all those experiences. I may have grown a lot, but I am still his daughter no matter what. And the same goes with him... My father might have changed a lot, but that doesn't deny the fact that he is still the same person I used to call "papa" 6 years ago.

So the day came, and he arrived home. I told you, I felt really awkward at our first meeting for a long time. But  you know what? All those worries and fears, they all faded away when he came to me and hugged me. It felt like he's been here with me all this time, like he never had left my side. It was just the same as that time when he hugged me when I was still a child. It may have felt really awkward, but it was really touching and sweet. He's still the same as the father that I used to know. And I'm still that girl after all.