My American Dad

Created by MingMing Hohensee 10 years ago
Ed is my father-in-law. But I call him Dad because I am a Chinese. The first time I met Dad was when I came to America to visit for the very first time with Bill in 1995. They lived near Buffalo at that time. Of course I was nervous to meet my American boyfriend’s parents for the first time! But both Mom and Dad are/were such warm, loving and fun people. They made me feel at home right away. Dad took a photo of Bill and me at Niagara Falls that has become one of my favorite photos even today. I thought he had good eyes for capturing beauty. Dad loved cooking and meeting new people. He would talk to strangers when I took him to Asian Market, which was one of his favorite things to do. He never hesitated to try new food. I remember he was so brave to taste the “thousand year old egg” (totally black inside) and told mom it’s not too bad. Dad also enjoyed meeting/talking to some of my Chinese friends and showing them how to cook the American way. His shrimp scampi and pork loin, oh so delicious…Dad always showed genuine interest and respect towards my culture. All my friends and neighbors in NC loved spending time with him. Dad encouraged me pursuing Occupational Therapy and he highly valued education. He was very proud of me when I finally graduated from the OT program at UNC-Chapel Hill. I remember he air mailed me fresh flounder from FL, the best I ever tasted. He and Mom both drove all the way to NC to attend my graduation. I am forever grateful for their care and love. Dad loved spending time with our kids. He loved hearing Adrienne and Andy playing piano. He even attended one of Adrienne’s piano lessons and talked to her teacher afterwards. Sometimes he and Adrienne would play duet of the songs that Adrienne was able to play. Those were the best music I ever heard! And those are the best memories I will always treasure. Dad, you’ve been a Dad to me for more than 16 years. You’ve loved me like a daughter. Oh you must know that I loved you so very much too. You were more than just a father to me, you were my friend. You made me feel valued, understood, and above all, loved. You liked to say parting is a sweet sorrow. So I will just say I will always miss you…