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Recently, I was invited again by Doc Joey of Tsinay to join Pinoy Parenting Blog Carnival which is now on the 9th edition. This time, it is about birthdays. Although I can make a happy post about the past birthdays of my children, I decided to make it different in honor of my late father, Mr. Renato Cuala. Let me give you some ideas on what kind of person he is.

He was already legally separated to my mother, and living with my stepmother when I live with him. It is not a secret that I start to earn a living at the age of 10. This is because my father was a simple laborer, and his earnings were not really sufficient for us. My stepmother sells some food stuff but still, it was not enough.

My father is not an intelligent man, he is a genius! He was once a university scholar taking up Chemical Engineering, although he stopped on his fourth year. He is very proficient in English, brilliant in math, a good political analyst in his own right, a very wide reader and can play chess blind folded. He is also a frustrated writer, and a great poet.

In fact, he made a collection of his great poems entitled Heartcorpses, and published it in which one copy of it was last seen at the National Library here in the Philippines. Now, are you convinced that he is a genius? Well, of course you do. But how does it related to a birthday post? Here’s how.

Eight years ago, it was my daughter’s 4th birthday but it fell on a regular day so we agreed that we will eat outside after office hours. We were so happy then, but things changed before lunch time. My stepmother called up to my office bringing a very bad news. My father died minutes before she called up. Although I know he is already sick due to different heart complications, I did not expect it to fall on a very special day. I immediately went home, fetch my family and went to my father’s house which is a major city away.

When my father was still alive, he used to tell me that he will be happy to see a grandson running around. I told him that life is hard; my next target time to be a father again is when my daughter turns five. After the burial, we went back home and try to live normal again. After a week, we learned that my wife is pregnant. Eventually, it was my son who my father is wishing for.

Yes, my father is a genius but died in a poor and lonely place. He has great talent but did not have the opportunity to earn money out of it, or maybe he is not really that smart. Call him in any word that you like, but he will always be a genius and nobody can change that. We did not have much time to talk since my childhood; but his works, talent and love for writing will always be inside of me.

That is why I also choose his birthday (Sept 27) when I converted myself to a professional blogger. This is not just for my father and his passion. This is also my passion, but I was afraid that I will grow old like him. So now, I am combining the talent of my father and the guts of my mother. I am doing everything to make the next birthdays of my daughter happier and more prosperous.

We must go on, no matter how many skies have fallen – Renato Cuala

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