This Man*

For as long as I can remember, my Papa was my bestfriend. You may have heard the typical, "daddys girl or mamas boy" my story is different. I was born a Papa's girl<3 :)

Every where papa went, I was by his side. We were like Batman and Robin, Peanutbutter and Jelly, coco and rice...whatever you want to call it! lol Friday nights, you can catch us watching 3 stooges or little rascals.

Anything I wanted or needed, Papa was there. I wasn't spoiled, I was just blessed :)

I remember in the 2nd grade, everyone had a bike on my street..except me of course. I begged my papa day after day for one and I'll never forget the day I heard his truck pull up in the drive way and he called out for me. When I got outside he was pulling something out from the bed of the truck. Sure enough it was a bike! :D

It wasn't a brand new one from wal*mart. It didn't have pretty ribbons coming from the handles. It wasn't even my size. Instead it was a brown bike for a boy, straight from my papa's dumpster at work. I cried and cried over it because my wish for a bike came true! I was the happiest girl in Kahuku<3 It was the best day ever! lol true story.

That is only one act of love from him. Today, he continues to support me day in and day out. With school, life and church. He was at every sporting event I had, even if I wasn't on the team and just a manager. He was always there to make sure I was well taken care of. And most of all he always believed in me, even when I didn't believe in myself<3 He is such a great example to me, as too my other grandparents and my parents.

If I could, I would leave the earth together, because honestly, I dont think I can live a day without him</3

I love this man so much, and I can only show him it by continuing to make him proud<3

mine is really better than yours :)