My name is Xenia and I strongly believe that my dad deserves to win this special day of pampering. My dad is Mr. Godfrey Sosa, Sr., and was born in Corozal where he worked hard at the Tower Hill Sugar Factory as an electrician. My dad has two kids and an adopted daughter, and he really, truly loves us all.
The factory closed down, but he still didn’t let his family punish. Dad then moved to Belize where he got a job at the US Embassy. With all the stress from work, he still finds time for us. I always say that I’m very lucky to have my dad around and living. I always thank the good Lord for him everyday.
My dad is a person that is understanding and just, when it comes to situations. With the weight that he carries on his shoulder, he still helps people. If he can help someone with anything he would. Dad doesn’t look back to get repaid from them. He does it from his heart and with a free will, even if it is just giving a word of advice.
When I was growing up as a little girl, I could still remember that I would hug and kiss my dad everyday and tell him, “I love you.” My brother and I would go to school, and if we needed help with anything, he would help us with it. If we had a project, he would make that project seem real (literally make it).
To be honest, my dad is my heart. I always say to myself and people, I wouldn’t care what my dad leaves for me when he passes away. When my mom went to US for a vacation, my dad took care of us. Now at that time, I was stuck with one hairstyle until she came back. All he could do was comb my hair in a ponytail and a little plait at the end. But daddy made sure we never went to school hungry and always clean.
My dad would clean, wash and still give us our attention; along with that he had is job. To be honest he really did a great job with all of this on his hands. What I like is when my dad would be home on Sunday, because he cooked for us. And men, he is a great cook and creative with his cooking. When I was going to school, and we had fundraising, my teacher wanted me to bring crust because it was nice -who do you think I turned to? My dad.
Growing up it was very easy to talk to my dad. I was never afraid to open up to him and tell him what was bothering me. I could tell him things that I would never tell anyone. My dad is also my friend. Now I don’t say that he doesn’t rail up sometimes to us, but he would always say he doesn’t like to be angry with us. But we know that he loves us still and just wants the best for us in life.
My dad also likes to do his woodwork in his spare time; I would always be around wanting to know what he will make next.
Sometimes things were hard, but being a young woman today and seeing life at a different perspective, I would look back at the past and think or say that my dad really loves us. He would make sure that we eat and we are full; then he would eat what we left behind. I went through some difficult times with my relationship, but I would always turn and I know that my dad would be there for me, even if it was just a shoulder to lean on. Nothing was too good for us. With all of our issues, my dad was still working hard and he had his own work issues. He leaves from six in the morning and returns around 6:30 p.m. in the evening. Dad travels back and forth, just so he can provide for his family.
About 4 ½ years back, my brother fell sick. We the family didn’t know what was wrong with him, until the doctor told us that my brother could die if he didn’t get a kidney transplant urgently. This really tore the family up. Nowhere to turn, no money and all we did was cry. But dad always believes that the Lord will help. And he was right. The Lord showed us the way. We pledged and got the money. The greatest thing was when dad gave his kidney to my brother; he was not even afraid or worried what would have happened to him. All he wanted was for my brother to live a longer life. Now my dad is living with only one kidney and he doesn’t even regret it. My brother got laid off from his job because of his sickness, and dad still “mines” him.
I would never forget that I went in the hospital to do a surgery and he convinced me that it was for the best. Dad took the day off from work, so I saw him before I went in, and when I came out, he was still there. A second time I went in the hospital to have my baby, but he was premature and he didn’t make it. To be honest I didn’t know what to do. But once again daddy was there to comfort me and make me strong. He would ask me what I wanted to eat and would go home and make it, then bring it back for me at the hospital. He comes from work and plays and runs jokes with me, so he can see me smile. With all my heart I really love him.
Up to now my dad is still going through a lot. From since the kidney transplant, my brother has a lot of complications. Sometimes my dad is depressed. My brother took about three more operations since the transplant. He is living. My brother needs medications to live and my dad makes sure he gets the money to buy his medications. With all of this, he has his own bills to pay. Sometimes I wonder how he does it.
The month of May my brother is getting ready to go see the doctor, because he is not feeling well. Right now my dad is worrying and bothered where the help will come from. But we talk, and I tell him to leave it up to the Lord. Whenever my brother falls sick and needs to go out of the country, it is my dad that has to go with him. Then he will take time off from work to go. Men he really does a lot for his kids. Daddy he is really carrying a huge weight on his shoulder. But I just want him to always remember and know that his kids are very grateful for him and truly love him, also cherish every time he is around. Please consider my beloved and wonderful dad. I think a day from everything and everyone would just give him a time to relax and clear his mind a little.
Daddy thank you for everything you have done for me. I would not trade you for anything else. I love you!! I love you!! You are my heart…. Happy Father’s Day!!!
Love your daughter
Xenia