HAPPY BIRTHDAY DADDY RUBEN

Yesterday was my dad's birthday. Yup, my nieces ( especially Chitchi) would call him Daddy Ruben. It's the second time we miss him (physically) on his birthday. There's still that pain inside and my throat right now is tightening a bit, I am trying to hold back my tears because I'm doing this blog right inside Jollibee.

I am sure Dad is happy with the Lord now. I just want to let him know I always whisper " I love you Dad" upon waking up, upon seeing his pictures in my house and everytime I remember him.

I want him to hear my greeting:Happy Birthday Daddy!

His name is Ruben Peralta Blanco.

Ooops, who's this I saw at the other table? Dad's good friend from Hawaii! Tata Greg! He came up to me to make sure I'm Ritchelle ( Dad's only princess). It felt good to talk with one of Dad's old old closest friends. After a few exchange of pleasantries, Tata Greg gave me a hug and he somehow represented my Dad (physically). Maybe it was God's way of letting me feel Dad's usual hug and display of concern and affection. It was a way of letting me know that Dad is always with me, keeping me her only princess forever.