it's my dad's birthday tomorrow

and i'm excited. i'm looking forward to talking to him. i'm so excited about it, i'm blogging about it already.

my dad, jose maria j. rubrico III, always had a way with words. he thought a lot, and would often wax philosophical on the dinner table, on long drives, on the times we spent together. he liked looking at things, analyzing them his point of view, and sharing his ideas to all of us. he also loved to read, a habit his three daughters caught. dad was also a sharp communicator--he knew how to get his point across, sometimes with matching exclamation points.

dad's love language is giving gifts. he always had pasalubong whenever he was gone for business trips. he particularly liked bringing fruit home from the remote areas he'd be going to. though he was wordy, he wasn't the appreciative-through-words kind of person. he just liked to give, and give, and give.

oh, i could go on and on and on about my dad, but ... i'm thankful that God gave me a dad like him, regardless of strengths and weaknesses, good points and bad. i'm thankful that God is giving him another year of life, another year of blessing. and i am thankful that he's the person God created him to be.

love you daddy!