I believe you should cherish the moments with the person you love before your chances get taken away. It all started with my dad. I always tried to spend time with him, and he always tried to spend time with me, but somehow we never got the chance to. My dad has a very strong personality and at some points I don’t like it because it makes me feel like he doesn’t care about anything and doesn’t have any feelings; of course he does have feelings but he doesn’t show them. I never open up to my dad Nor I express my feelings to him. We never have any father and daughter time. I always hear my friends talking about how they’re such daddy’s little girl, but when it comes to me I don’t have nothing to say because there is nothing to say.
One day, in the summer of the year 2008, around mid June, I was at home getting all set for cheer practice. I was very blissful that day because it was my first official cheer practice and I just couldn’t wait to meet the other girls. I start to walk down stairs when I hear my older sister talking on the phone. I stop for a minute to eavesdrop on her conversation. Then I hear her voice soften, I start walking down the rest of the stair way. I walk across the living room into the kitchen. I get a glass of water pretending I’m minding my own business. I panic a little because I’m wondering who this is about.
My sister finally hangs up thee phone and her eyes are tearing up. She looks at me with such grief; I ask her what’s wrong. I feel like she wants to tell me but it just won’t come out of her mouth. Once again I ask her what’s wrong. She replies to me and says that my dad has been arrested and has been taking down to some jail; they didn’t inform her of which one they took him down to. I look at her in shock. Nothing like this has ever happened before, so it was very displeasing. My eyes start tearing up and tears start to come down my face. It was so hard to hear this news; I thought it would be harder knowing that he may be there for a while.
Next thing you know my mom comes home and sees me and my sister crying. She asks what is going on and we tell her. She had no words in reply and grabbed the phone, she started making phone calls. My uncle comes home and starts conversation with my mom about what’s happening. I’m worried like crazy and I’m in such depression. Right then I hated my life and I wished I would’ve spent more time with my dad as I was always planning to.
Weeks pass and were still not sure what jail he’s at. Days pass and pass and I’m tired and upset that I haven’t seen him. It was harder every day. My mom finally received a phone call from my dad. My dad gave her a number to where we can reach him at. At least once a week we called him. It felt like years until I found out that they were going to let him go. One Monday morning in mid August I’m woken up by my little niece, she has great delight on her face. She told me that my dad is here and that he’s outside with my mom sitting on the front porch talking to my mom. I right away get up and run down stairs outside the door into the front porch.
I see my dad and my eyes fill with tears. He sees me and tears fill his eyes also. I go up to him and give him an immense hug. I start sobbing and for the first time I hear him crying also. It was very warming looking at his tears because I knew then that he had miss me and that he loved me. You should cherish the moments with the person you love before your chances get taken away. This I believe.
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