Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Daddy,I know that as time takes us furthur, we've grown apart. But I still remember the times where I stood on your feet and we danced to Louis Armstrong. When you took me out for car rides just cause I couldnt fall asleep. Of all the times we travelled and you had the stewardess tell me not to put the knife in my mouth. The many times I came running to you complaining about Hannah and you always let me have my way. And when you never failed to post 'Congratulation' cards for my littlest achievements no matter where in the world you were. Or the many times I'd get up crying in the wee hours of the night cause you werent in the hotel room and I thought the world was ending. Or the times where it was just you, Hannah and me and all you fed us was maggi mee infront of the tv because hotel food was getting too occasional.I still remember when we were in the plane and I asked you if we could go to the stars, and you said that no matter how long we sat in the plane we wouldnt be able to make it. And the times we'd go to Disneyland and I wanted the most unneccessary/ ridiculous things and you'd still buy em for me and mommy would give me the look but Id hold your hand and walk off with you anyway.Pops, you've given me everything Ive ever wanted (except for my Chanel jersey flap) so thank you. I know I dont say it very much.Happy Birthday Papa. I love you.