Meet: my popz.

So here is my dad wearing a stunning safari hat at Disney World, which was our first family summer vacation to Florida. I grew up with his annoying kisses on my cheeks and his endless declaration of love for me. I thought that would be the extent to our father-daughter relationship. I grew up not really seeing him for much of the day because of his working schedule. I regretted all those lost times we could have had used to build on our relationship. I grew more and more jealous when I saw my girl friends and their fathers playing together or going on dates because I didn't have that. I couldn't. I was bitter because I thought my dad didn't love me as much or enough to skip work for me. However, as I grew older, I got to see the depth of his love and care more. His love came through his hard work and sacrifice for the family. His love runs deeper than what I imagined a father-daughter relationship to be. It's more than the physical, tangible things that he can do for me, but the thought behind his work that touches my heart every time. Then I come to see a very small glimpse of what our Father's love can be. How much more His love runs if I think my own earthly dad's love is so much.

Happy Father's Day to the best, high quality men in my life: my dad, uncle, & aloha uncle. Have a good one guys! Hugs and kisses all around!