Bankrupt Without Love

The first taste of love I've ever had was through my aunties and friends in an orphanage in Maanshan, China. I'm grateful my teachers cared about my education, but all of these love were just a pupu compared to the feast of love God gave me when I came to Hawaii. I was overwhelmed by the love of my new parents and sisters. Dad shows his love by working hard to provide food, clothes, books, camping trips and a whole lot more. I know he loves me when he's strict about my education; He wants the best for me. That's real love.