My father didn't know how to show love. He went to work every day. He often blamed (责备) me when I had made mistakes.
Once I broke my leg, my mother held me in her arms all the way to the hospital. My father pulled the car right up to the doors of the hospital. He looked really anxious (焦急的).
When I learned to ride a bike, I asked him not to leave me alone, but he said it was time. I fell and my mother ran to pick me up, but he stopped her. I was mad and I wanted to show him that I could ride it myself.
When I went to college, my mother wrote letters to me. He just sent money and a little note about how great his garden looked now because I wasn't playing football in it. Whenever I called home, he acted as he wanted to talk but always said, "Wait, Tim. I'll get your mother. "
All my life he said, "Where are you going? What time are you coming home? "Father's love is as great as a mountain, people often say. Didn't I realize his love?