You're not from a well-to-do family, and you struggled to achieve your engineering degree, which I know, wasn't easy. At the time, there was no Internet to google answers.. After studying, you managed to get a good job, and now, you're one of the important people in the company, and I couldn't be more proud of you.
Thank you for always making me feel better.
When other dads could have been furious, you were forgiving and accepting. I spent a lot of your money on a pair of shoes, and I was ready to be scolded at - but you did the complete opposite. You said it was alright, and you wanted me to consider it as a gift. You are like no other. You always bought me whatever I wanted. Even though you never got the chance to buy such thing when you were my age nor fully understand why I wanted what I wanted, but you let me have it anyway - just to make me happy. You let me buy fancy clothes, and you, being the humble person that you are, buy jeans from a thrift shop. You don't even like expensive clothes, but you don't mind if I do. You always show how grateful you are when we got you gifts, even though we bought them using your money. You cheered me up when mom scolded me. I never ran out of cash because you always asked about how much I had left. And you always, always provided me with more than I possibly needed. Where else can I find somebody like you dad?
Thank you for always being there for me.
I was away from home for 2 years yet you made me feel like I never left. My car broke down in Melaka, and with Allah's miracle - you came to the rescue within 30 minutes. I was beyond grateful. When I had my first (hopefully the only one) car accident, with Allah's miracle - you came to the rescue within 15 minutes. Even when I couldn't install a door lock, you drove 100km just to do it for me. I sounded like a brat there, but it's not my fault that my dad is amazing. You have always been an excellent driver, and you taught me a lot about it. You talked to me about cars, and when many find that to be boring, just so you know I have always loved it. For my first birthday away from home, you called my friends and sponsored a birthday dinner. I got to eat my favourite cake even when I was away, thanks to you dad. I wish you were there instead. And when you didn't let me go camping with my friends in NZ earlier this month, you said it was because you were far from me and if anything happened to me you couldn't come and help. I cried instantly because I just realised how important you were to me, too.
Thank you for believing in me. Thank you for your continuous support.
Thank you for being the man I'll always love, no matter what happens. Thank you Allah for giving you as my father.
I regret not spending more time with you when I could before I flew to NZ. But that's okay, insha Allah I'll be seeing you soon.
I always tell you that I've grown up but that's just a white lie because I don't want you to worry about me. To be honest I'm still (and always will be) your little girl.
I miss you dad. I wish I could come home now.