I could write a long, mushy blog post about how fabulously, gloriously blessed I am to have my amazing parents.
A recent family pic for our church
I can honestly say that their strength, support and understanding has guided me through many a dire situation. But since my parents are so amazing, they each deserve their own blog post. Today’s is dedicated to my dad.
It’s often said that a daughter’s relationship with her father is special. A father is someone a daughter should be able to rely upon— in good times and bad. A man she knows is there for her no matter what. A man she can look up to. A man who serves as a role model for her own partner.
I’m not rose-colored glasses enough to believe that this is always true. Which leads me to give thanks every day for the man I call Dad. Or Pop. Or Papi. Depending on my mood, the moment, or the language I’m speaking.
So today, I’d simply like to post an homage of pics representing the numerous father daughter bonding moments my dad and I have shared in recent years. A testament to the fun-loving, sometimes embarrassment-inducing, inappropriate comment-making absolute best dad a girl could ask for.
My dad’s in tuned with his cultural side, here we are:
Wearing our tuxedos, snapping a selfie as we usher a Broadway show at our main performing arts center
Supporting the Gainesville Latino Film Festival
Salsa dancing at a local event
At the Marc Anthony concert together
We’re huge Gator fans! Dad may not have attended UF, but says his money did as both my sister and I are alums. ☺
Cheering on our 2007 National Champion basketball team
Tailgating at last week’s Gator football game
Papi has thrown his support behind my endeavors as well as my daughters’
Celebrating my MFA graduation at Seton Hill University
Proudly wearing his “I Always Get Consent” shirt to raise awareness in the fight against sexual violence on college campuses– an organization one of my daughters co-created at her undergraduate university
We’re a family of characters who never miss an opportunity to play dress up whether it’s for an Oscar party, World Cup soccer
Or being biker babes riding Dad’s moped, taking a selfie at a loooooong stop light
If you know my dad, you know he’s crazy about karaoke. My dad is a regular Frank Sinatra, Willy Nelson, David Allan Coe and Neil Diamond all rolled into one. So, no blog about my papi would be complete without a pic of him singing karaoke:
And finally, I’m sharing this last pic just cuz I love it. Here’s my dad and me, relaxing at Disney’s Animal Kingdom during a family reunion. My head on his shoulder, comfortable and safe with my dad at my side.
Te quiero, papi! XOXO
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