Daddio

Pleased to have experienced Haiti with my Daddy dearest this past week. I tried to prepare him and Ashley appropriately before they came but I forgot to prepare myself. It was difficult for ME to watch my loved ones go through the hardships and life changes that are inevitable.

but none-the-less i felt uber special to have my wise ol' dad grace me with his presence- share his kind words of wisdom- fall in love with Haitians- assist me with menial jobs- be out of his comfort zone- take 1000 pictures- love me unconditionally- impress all those around him- and give me his blessing about being here. I was proud to show him off.

Clearly he did not get along with the Haitians,

 Just a little awkward

Obvi they loved me.

 Just some sweet little faces. 

  

It makes me sad when I see a half-white, half-black child living in the slums. I try not to assume the worst of their father. I try not to assume he is an evil man. I try not to assume he has no idea he has a child living in the pits of poverty, dying from starvation. Maybe he was a nice handsome man who fell in love with a beautiful Haitian and he died an early death. I doubt it. 

 Livin' the dream 

Clearly, the rocket scientist brought along play airplanes. Can you see he is hard at work? I think his explanation of aerospace dynamics was lost on them. oh well. 

 Of course, my dad got right into the Haitian spirit and pitched his own tent to sleep in for the week. He so woullldddd. 

Thanks for coming pops. Love you forever!