Without even thinking twice, this would definitely be my dad. I was definitely a daddy's girl growing up - and I still am. My dad moved to this country on his own with hopes of finding a better life for himself. He's the hardest worker I've ever known, and even when times were tough, he managed to give me the world. He's my best friend - someone I can talk to about anything (believe it or not), and he's also the smartest and most talanted person I've ever been blessed to know. I'm incredibly lucky that I get to call him MY daddy!
On a completely unrelated note, I missed blogging last night because we were busy planning our New Years vacation to these SWEEEEEEEET places in San Francisco and Monterey! I can't wait!!
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