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	<title>Comments on: Trusting Father&#8217;s Love</title>
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		<title>By: cjniya</title>
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		<pubDate>Sat, 07 Nov 2009 02:38:28 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>If you are now a father or a mother, what is the thing you want to do most? As now I became a mother, I suddenly understand why my father did those things for me. 
&#160; When I was a little girl, my mother left us for some unknown reason and according to my analysis, I insisted on the result that my father did something wrong to my mother. So I just tried my best to fight with my father. Every day he came home from work late, but he would come to my room and give me a good night kiss. Sometimes I knew he just wanted to tell me something but I kept my eyes closed and pretended as I slept. Every weekend he just tried his best to plan some exciting trips for me. But I always showed no interesting on them. And about four or five years later, one day he brought a woman home. And I realized that he might want to start a new family, so from that day, I refused to talk to him or eat anything. I even pinned the picture of Snow White’s step mother on my door. I thought I did make my statement clearly and that woman dismissed from our life then. &#160;&#160; I was a destroyer of my father’s life. When I went to high school, I began to stay outside over night. And I even took part in the parties like anti-parents, also I left the &#60;a href="http://www.ybuw.com/Wristbands/Customwristbands.asp"&#62;rubber wristband&#60;/a&#62; in some place he could see. I just wanted to let him know one thing, I hate him. I did not know why I hate him, maybe just for my mother’s French leaving. I knew it was his fault, but I just did not know how to express my sadness. Then I did not know how to express my sorrow to my father.</description>
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&nbsp; When I was a little girl, my mother left us for some unknown reason and according to my analysis, I insisted on the result that my father did something wrong to my mother. So I just tried my best to fight with my father. Every day he came home from work late, but he would come to my room and give me a good night kiss. Sometimes I knew he just wanted to tell me something but I kept my eyes closed and pretended as I slept. Every weekend he just tried his best to plan some exciting trips for me. But I always showed no interesting on them. And about four or five years later, one day he brought a woman home. And I realized that he might want to start a new family, so from that day, I refused to talk to him or eat anything. I even pinned the picture of Snow White’s step mother on my door. I thought I did make my statement clearly and that woman dismissed from our life then. &nbsp;&nbsp; I was a destroyer of my father’s life. When I went to high school, I began to stay outside over night. And I even took part in the parties like anti-parents, also I left the &lt;a href=&#8221;http://www.ybuw.com/Wristbands/Customwristbands.asp&#8221;&gt;rubber wristband&lt;/a&gt; in some place he could see. I just wanted to let him know one thing, I hate him. I did not know why I hate him, maybe just for my mother’s French leaving. I knew it was his fault, but I just did not know how to express my sadness. Then I did not know how to express my sorrow to my father.</p>
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