Mona Lisa Smile

There's a story I tell about my first time meeting Mr. Lee. We drove up in my car. I am a little nervous as expected. I turned to look at him on the passenger side. He turned to look my way. I think he saw me, you know, five seconds has gone by. Just to make sure I waved at him and smiled. I don't think the wave registered with him since he just turned and looked the other way. I turned to Sandy on my right. I'm sure she saw the confused look on my face. She was simply playing it cool and smiled. Me I'm ready to cry. As we get out of the car I expected the entire family to burst out laughing and Sandy would wink at me and say, "haha...we're just kidding with ya."

I mean I didn't expect Mr. Lee to jump for joy and to give me a big hug while fanfare music plays in the background. It's just that he seemed indifferent about it. (I'm sure he was just being cautious, maybe a little skeptical about meeting the guy who's dating his daughter.)

He's just a reserved kind of guy. But mostly tight-lipped.

What a contrast compared to my dad. He is always smiling when friends visit. Sometimes I'm a little embarrassed cause I think he's trying too hard. But no that's not the case. He's just friendly, easy going. As far as I know most of my friends walk away feeling comfortable.

In regards to smiles it's amazing how one's facial expression can affect others. And well as far as I am concerned Sands has one of the best smiles I have ever seen. And that folks is good enough for me.