Love for My Father

I never felt like this before. My father has been operated upon thrice for different medical reasons, but this time around I felt all alone in the crowd. I am thankful to God that he gave me the strength to face this reality and I am happy that Dad is fine after the operation. I go back years down the memory lane as a child when I fell sick or was injured in accidents and he took me to the doctor how Dad must have felt. Not only that he had taken the utmost care till the day I fully recovered. Now I realise he too must have felt the same as I felt like standing in the hospital waiting room looking at him undergoing the post-operative tests. My love for my parents has grown.

Children are true gift to parents but what parents are to children I have no words to express my feelings…