English Original
Blessed indeed is the man who hears many
gentle voices call him father!
Lydia M. Child
When I was a little girl, my father had a time-honored tradition of tucking me into bed. Following my bedtime story, he would give me a nose kiss, **tickle** my stomach and whisper the most wonderful words into my ear. "Michelle, of all the little girls in the whole wide world . . ." he would pause.
" Yes, Daddy?"
" How did your mommy and I get so lucky to get the best one?"
Before he had time to finish, I would say, "You got me!" And then he would continue, "The best little girl in the whole wide world, and we got you."
" You got me!" I would scream and clap.
" Yes, you, Michelle, and we're so lucky." He would end with a bear hug and another kiss to my forehead.
Years passed and my father never missed a night, even when I thought he should have. After my basketball team was defeated, he came into my room.
" Michelle, of all the basketball players in the whole wide world," he paused.
" Yes, Daddy?" I stared at the floor.
" How did your mom and I get so lucky to get the best one?"
" You didn't."
" Of course we did, Michelle. We have you."
" But, Dad . . ."
" Yes, you, Michelle, and we're so lucky," he cheered, as he gave me a high five followed by a bear hug and a kiss to my forehead. I thought becoming a teenager would end the ritual, but it didn't.
" Michelle, of all the teenagers in the whole wide world . . ." he would pause.
" Dad, I'm too old for this," I would sigh.
" How did your mother and I get so lucky to get the best one?"
" C'mon, Dad," I **grunted**.
" We have you, Michelle, and we're so lucky." Then the embarrassing hug and kiss.
Following college, I became engaged. My father never missed a night to call or leave a message reminding me how special I was to him. I even wondered if he would continue calling after I got married, but he didn't. The daily calls I had taken for granted all my life ended the day he died from cancer, only weeks before my wedding.
I deeply missed sharing the day with my father.
**Standing** behind the white church doors with my arm in my brother's, I waited for the wedding march to begin. Before we began our descent down the **aisle**, my brother reached inside his pocket and handed me an ivory napkin **embroidered** with pink ribbon. **Inscribed** were the words:
Of all the precious wives in the whole wide world, how did Mark get so lucky to marry the best one? He married you, Michelle, and he is so lucky! I am so proud of you, my little girl.
Love,
Dad
Without a doubt, it was the best wedding gift I received. One I would never forget. My father showered me with his gifts every day of his life. How did I get so lucky?
中文翻译
能听到许多温柔的声音呼唤自己为父亲的人，真是有福啊！
莉迪亚·M·柴尔德
当我还是个小女孩时，父亲有一个历史悠久的传统，就是每晚把我塞进被窝。讲完睡前故事后，他会给我一个鼻尖吻，**挠痒痒**我的肚子，然后在我耳边低语最美妙的话语。"米歇尔，在全世界所有的小女孩中……"他会停顿一下。
"怎么了，爸爸？"
"我和你妈妈怎么会如此幸运，得到了最好的那一个？"
没等他说完，我就会说："你们得到了我！"然后他会继续说："全世界最好的小女孩，我们得到了你。"
"你们得到了我！"我会尖叫着拍手。
"是的，就是你，米歇尔，我们太幸运了。"最后他会给我一个熊抱，再亲一下我的额头。
多年过去，父亲从未错过一晚，即使在我认为他应该错过的时候。在我的篮球队输掉比赛后，他走进我的房间。
"米歇尔，在全世界所有的篮球运动员中，"他停顿了一下。
"怎么了，爸爸？"我盯着地板。
"我和你妈妈怎么会如此幸运，得到了最好的那一个？"
"你们没有。"
"我们当然有，米歇尔。我们拥有你。"
"但是，爸爸……"
"是的，就是你，米歇尔，我们太幸运了，"他欢呼着，和我击掌，然后给我一个熊抱和额头的吻。我以为成为青少年后这个仪式就会结束，但它没有。
"米歇尔，在全世界所有的青少年中……"他会停顿。
"爸爸，我太大了，不适合这个了，"我会叹气。
"我和你妈妈怎么会如此幸运，得到了最好的那一个？"
"拜托，爸爸，"我**咕哝**道。
"我们拥有你，米歇尔，我们太幸运了。"然后是令人尴尬的拥抱和亲吻。
大学毕业后，我订婚了。父亲从未错过一晚给我打电话或留言，提醒我我对他有多么特别。我甚至想过我结婚后他是否还会继续打电话，但他没有。我一生都视为理所当然的每日通话，在他因癌症去世那天结束了，那距离我的婚礼只有几周。
我深深地怀念与父亲分享这一天。
我**站在**白色教堂门后，手臂挽着哥哥，等待着婚礼进行曲开始。在我们开始沿着**过道**走下去之前，哥哥把手伸进口袋，递给我一块用粉红丝带**绣边**的象牙色餐巾。上面**写着**：
在全世界所有珍贵的妻子中，马克怎么会如此幸运，娶到了最好的那一个？他娶了你，米歇尔，他太幸运了！我为你感到无比骄傲，我的小女孩。
爱你的，
爸爸
毫无疑问，这是我收到的最好的结婚礼物。一个我永远不会忘记的礼物。父亲在他生命的每一天都给予我他的馈赠。我怎么会如此幸运？