[Parent-child] A father with deep affection but shallow fate

Today is Father's Day.

I don't know how people interact with their fathers?

Some people live under the same roof every day, but their interaction is similar to that of unfamiliar roommates;
Some people have always had an unbreakable wall with their father;
Some people interact with their fathers, and their fathers are the most powerful backers;

Myself, since I was a child, I spent less time with my father.

In my mind, something happened in kindergarten:
My dad's colleague came to my kindergarten with my dad for some unknown reason. My dad wanted to play tricks on his colleague. He pointed to the children who gathered at the playground to do gymnastics at that time, and asked his colleague, "Guess which one is my daughter?”

Looking at the thousands of little radish heads, who would have thought that his colleagues would not take a long look at me, then pointed at me very precisely and said, "Isn't that your daughter? She looks like a mold!"

The next sentence is: "Children really can't be born secretly".

Is it so similar?

I always knew that I was my father's heart.

Maybe it's because I'm the first child born in my family, maybe it's because I look like him the most, but maybe more - he can't grow up with me properly, so I'm most concerned.

When I grew up, I became the generation that took root after the North Drift, and my father and I have always had a deep relationship.

There are endless stories between everyone and their father, which may be beautiful or heart-wrenching. More likely, it is a tangle of complex contradictions that cannot be understood.

Therefore, when I have a child, even though my husband and I are very busy with get off work, as long as we get off work, we always take care of others and accompany our children without holidays.

Seeing her and her father getting along a lot and interacting intimately,
Perhaps, I can make up for it a little, my regret since I was a child.

I have seen too many people, with the wounds given by the family of origin, and spent a lifetime to heal the wounds.

Too much work.

Hopefully, my husband and I have the ability, at least for my daughter, to spend her mental energy in the future. After all, life is already difficult, parents, just be the backing of children, don't become their harm.

Dear Daddy, Happy Father's Day.