It’s my Dad’s birthday today! I slept past midnight last night waiting for him to be awake when I call (Philippine time). I forgot that the time difference is already 7 hours. When I called up, he was behind the wheel, driving home after attending Mass with the family and shopping for the dinner party later in the day. Even if Caity and I woke at 10 in the morning, I still felt sleepy.

Dad asked me how old he was. Good thing I was prepared and gave him the correct answer. He’s already 74 years old! But he is still fit and strong and doesn’t look his age. He’s not even worried about his looks like other seniors his age who are scrambling to find the best face creams or dye their white hairs to black to make them look younger.

My Dad during our Vienna trip last year.

Way to go Dad!  I hope you enjoyed your birthday!!!