Dad,
I’ve been trying to put this into words, but the truth is… nothing really feels like enough. The way we miss you, the way it hurts not having you here, it’s something I carry every single day. There’s not one day that goes by where I don’t think about you, wish I could see you, hear your voice, or just sit and talk story like we used to.
I keep replaying all the memories in my head, our trips to Japan, California, all the cruises we took together. Those were some of the best times of my life. And when I really think about it, it wasn’t even the places… it was you. You made everything feel complete. You made everything feel safe. As long as you were there, I never had to worry about anything. You always took care of us in your quiet, steady way.
What stays with me the most is how you were always there, especially for Kamille. Her hula journey meant so much, and you were right there for every step of it. Every competition, every performance… you showed up. And because you were there, we didn’t have to stress or think twice. That kind of love, that kind of presence… that’s something not everybody gets in life. And I’m so grateful we did.
Losing you has changed everything. There’s a heaviness now that never really goes away. It hits in the small moments, the quiet times, the times I wish I could call you or hear you say everything going be alright. Sometimes it still doesn’t feel real.
But even through all of that, I hold onto the love you gave us. I carry it with me every day. And I hold onto the hope, the belief that this isn’t the end for us. That one day, somehow, we’ll be together again.
Until then, I’ll keep doing my best to live the way you showed me. To take care of the family, to care of mom, to stay strong, and to make you proud.
I love you so much, Dad. More than I ever got to say.
A hui hou… until we meet again.
Love you forever & always,
Kaleo, Angel & Ohana