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The notion of being a father just somehow makes me want to love. I often dream about my little girl. "Daddy! These flowers are so pretty," I'd hear her say. I'd gently stroke her hair and tuck it behind her ear. Then, I'd look at her with a big smile and a warm embrace,and I'd tell her, "The prettiest one is right here." Maybe it's a cheesy dream, but it's part of my dream. To have a child is to have a chance to let that child know what love is, and when I become a father, I'll know that that is all I'll have to give to my children.

posted by ehkl. 2:41 PM

My mother once asked me, "Why do you love me?" For a while I was speechless, without a single word to say. I didn't know how I would answer. Finally after much deliberation and thought, I simply answered her saying, "Because you are my mother." With that answer she was content. It was then I realized that, my love for her was not based on account of what she did, rather it was based on who she was. I loved her simply just because and likewise for her. She didn't have to cook or clean, but she did it because I was her son. Whether I was good or bad, her love for me did not change. It was then that I was able to grasp the understanding of what unconditional love is. That concept still blows my mind and makes me wonder how much more would God unconditionally love us?

posted by ehkl. 2:04 PM

on days like this i have to run around in circles in the kwanhouse because momther bans me from outside. ._. auuh.

posted by ehkl. 9:23 AM

i'd be honored with your presence.

posted by ehkl. 8:29 PM

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