It's happening! Finally..♡

every love story is beautiful, but ours is my favorite. here’s to our happily ever after…

I have waited 13 years to marry you... Here's to us, our daughter, our family & friends. It's finally happening. ♡

In you, I've found the love of my life and closest truest friend, and yes, there are over a million words in our language, but for some reason none of them describe the way you make me feel.. ♡ June 30, 2008

7 pounds. 1.3 ounces 1:29am. To our daughter. We feel like it was just yesterday that the doctor's placed you in our arms? That beautiful chunky face, big eyes stared right at us. You came in at the perfect time, God knew exactly what we needed,. Your smile, that laugh & your sass, can brighten up anybody's bad day. You are precious in every way, the sunshine of our day, the joy in our souls. You are the best part of us, the better version of us. Mommy, Daddy love you Pookie, today, tomorrow, to the moon & back; forever.

In a world where everyone wants a pit-bull, get yourself a german shepherd. A little girl's bestfriend, a protector & part of the family. Every once in while a dog enters your life and changes everything.

I remember losing you like it was yesterday. The way my whole world stood still and I couldn't breathe. I couldn't feel. My whole body was numb. My heart was numb. I couldn't process losing you. I wanted so desperately for you to wrap your arms around me or show me that everything would be okay. You didn't. They told me you were gone and I screamed. I wailed, I cried and I screamed. As loud as I could. I halfway hoped that if you could hear me screaming on your way to heaven, you would turn around and come back to me. But you were just gone and I didn't have the chance to say goodbye. Since that day, my world hasn't been the same. I haven't been the same. How could I be the same person I was before I lost half of my heart? Of course I'm not the only one that's lost a parent, but no one warned me about all the pain and suffering that comes with it. Or how it doesn't end. It keeps going on and on forever and ever. One second I think I'm doing okay, then I remember everything and I break down all over again. It's a never ending cycle. Some days it's bearable and others I scream at the top of my lungs begging for you back. Death changes you. It changes your life. It changes everything. And there's never coming back from that..

My life goes on. Everything changed. I changed. I somehow took 20 steps backwards and 30 steps forward. As crazy as it sounds, I actually became a stronger, better me, Dad. Someone you would actually be proud of. Without you I've lost myself, but grown as a person. I'm not sure how that will ever make sense, but even without you physically here, you're still teaching me things along the way. I'm finally at peace with myself, God, and everything in between. A home owner, trying to be a better mom, future wife. I got another german shepherd, but I forgot about the puppy stage. Our wedding continues, along with so many more adventures. Thank you for giving me the best life I could ask for and for being the best Dad. For all the nails dates we had, the father/daughter dances in school, for cheering me on and always being my biggest fan. For supporting my decisions, even if they weren't the best and for loving me unconditionally. You were my first love, my first hero. Life was hard for us but in the mix of it all you always managed to always make things happen. I'll always miss you and I'll never ever forget you. Days, months, and years will come and go, but you'll live on forever. I would do anything just to get the chance to say goodbye, to tell you I love you again, but, just know, I will be okay because I know you are with me, even at the hardest times. You raised a warrior and I will forever try to make you proud of me. Here's to you dad, you were taken away way to soon, but just know, your legacy continues every day and you are one missed human to not only me but everyone that ever met you. You will always have a piece of my heart that I'll never get back, until we meet again. I miss you Dad. Forever, Your little pumpkin. I love you, Viejo-lindo 'asta el cielo.

Préstame a mi padre Por favor Diosito, no lo regreso tarde.... ♡