One of my favorite people

2007-06-28T07:00:00.000-07:00

I dedicate this blog to my dad, who has been very persevering since my memory. I thank t. Ygy for letting me write about such an important person for me.

My dad always believes in what I can do. He is a great companion in life. He tries hard to achieve his goals. One of his wishes, particularly his best is for his children live a good life. I couldn't agree more to that because that will be my wish too.

From what I've written so far, I could now imagine myself from about 20 years from now. My dad and I are pretty much alike, not mentioning we are both optimistic yet very practical people. He is a deep thinker, he is very knowledgeable, but on the other hand knows how to have fun. That seems to be overrated, most of the time when he spends, he spends a lot! That was, in the past. We have our doubts about religion as well. Like others, but with a better understanding than what most people have. I am half-sure if he thinks exactly like me in these topics. Important note: For religious believers, please do not read the next lines at the end of the paragraph if you (and your religion) don't want to get criticized.-----------------------------------------------------------------
People may call us as atheists, but it is not as bad as it sounds. I don't believe in any type of religion. It is not because I was raised poorly, but simply because of the fact that I never saw God himself. But I do believe that being religious is a good characteristic. Most people who follow their religions mindfully are the good people. I like those kind of people, however, for me, believing is still some sort of weakness. In the minds of most atheists, maybe they are saying "Why do these people waste their time on going to church?". As I have said, people may call us as atheists, people will call us atheists. But for me, maybe I do believe in religion, my dad was the one who talked to me about these things so that I would no longer have to think think (it's very tiring to try to understand). I do believe in a religion that my dad taught me. He taught me to believe in myself always. Instead of praying I meditate and think of good thoughts always. My dad almost thinks like me but I don't want to share something that is hard to explain.

I never dedicated myself to writing an essay. I'm sure there will be many more good topics to write about next time. Not only about these stuff that might bore most people. Thanks for reading this, goodbye!