Guess How much I Love my Father

Attached here is a sample article that i did several months ago. My instructor at De Lasalle lipa told us to reflect and write an article on the song "Father and son" and how we can relate to the lyrics.I posted this because i guess it is timely since i find it hard to express my love after all these problems.This was what i wrote:
...my relationship with my father was not similar to the conventional father-son relationship that we often see and or read. mine was more complicated yet meaningful. since i was a child, my father always taught me values and always disciplined me. he corrected my every mistake. he punished me for every wrong doing. because he was a retired policeman he might have wanted me to learn how to survive on my own. to be independent. growing up as a child was never easy for me. ive had more downs than the ups. any child treated the way i was would feel the same way. sometimes i tell my self i wish he was not my father but then i realized that maybe if he was also given a chance to choose his son, he would have not chosen me at all. ive experienced so many things in my life. in my adolescence, as i remember, i always wanted to be with my grandmother (my father's mother) because i felt like at home, my father always treated me badly that id never wanted to go home. i did not want to see him, even hear his voice. ive always been a lola's boy. she knows how my father's mind runs. she'd always protect me and keep me. ive always thought i could have been given a better father. i really felt bad about my father. his words were to be taken as laws. because of that ive always felt bad. there were times id wish he was gone, BUT NEVER DEAD. i could not be more perfect for him. he never showed support, he never congratulated me for enery achievement. he wasnt even at my highscool graduation. he was all i wanted on my graduation since my mother is abroad. i expected him to be there with me as i celebrate an achievement. i never got any reward for every good did. he even scolded me on my birthday and graduation. as i enter college, i then realized i could have never been more thankful to my father for being one of a kind. scars were left behind but it taught me how to live, to survive and to look at life on a different way. if not for my father and his punishments, i could not be who i am. someone so matured, responsible, systematic and smart. i owe it all to my father. life wouldnt be easier for me. i grew from the tears. i learned from the punishments. i would have never been more proud and confident. before, i thought life was so unfair until i started to reflect on what my cousin used to tell me. she'd always tell me, "like all family's lives yours cant be perfect but it can be wonderful". mine wasnt perfect at all but it was more than wonderful. i know now that everything that exists and happens has a purpose. God could have never given me a greater gift than a role model, a teacher, a discipline officer, a hero, a friend and a father roled into one! it is true that the only permanent thing in this world is change. things changed around us. it was like magic that brought us back together. closer than before. i could have never been more thankful and blessed. in every beholder hold the world's greatest father, but for me he was more than that, he could have never been better....
i posted this as a medium so i could make others understand me, i find it hard looking fior someone to listen, i always keep things to my self, but now i guess i just needed to breathe things out. I know God never gives us problems we cannot handle, it makes me more relaxed. Godbless everyone.