My dad loved the beautiful protea my brother raised in Hawaii, and today, Hawaii seems very far away because it's so cold and rainy here, so I thought it would be nice to remember the flowers and the warm Hawaiian breezes.Today is my dad's 87th birthday. Not a day goes by that I don't think about him and my mom and wish they were still here.
But I hope my dad is surrounded by the flowers he loved, somewhere where he can work in a garden and watch things grow.
Happy birthday, Daddy!
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