SuperDad

Tomorrow dad leaves yet again. So the little Buyigyig in me is crying. 17 years and it still brings me to tears. I guess there are some things I will never be too old for. Crying every time dad goes away is one of them.

I understand the cliche about goodbye and loving (or something like that) because of my dad. When he says goodbye it means he loves us. Very truly deeply profoundly much.

And we love him too.

I love him. So much.

*wipestears*

xoxo