More than words

It was an F1 weekend and the Lil' Sis and I had plan to pay for dad's ticket again this year.

Since I am pregnant, there is no way the husband will let me go so we thought we can splurge a little bit more on dad's ticket.

He is a super F1 fan and I know how much this would mean to him.

:)

During the F1 weekend, I didn't see much of my dad. I was cooped up in the room while he was out with the family and work. It is ok cos I had a fine husband taking care of me.

In fact, I never saw much of my dad since I was much younger.

Travelling has always been part of his jobscope.

So this morning when I woke up, he was already at the other side of Asia.

Hanging by the door was his F1 ticket with a Post-It just saying 'Thank You'.

Just those two words meant so much to me. My dad is a man of few words and few words of endearment. Everything needed to be read through his eyes.

This time around, I need not see his eyes. I saw through the words he wrote and it meant the world to me just making my daddy happy.

2 handwritten words.

That was all it took.

May Allah bless you dad and I am glad you enjoyed the race.

I love you.

xoxo,

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