This ladies and gentleman is my best friend Aaron Wentt and it’s his birthday today. HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

This birthday wish does not stop here. Oh no. Aaron, you might regret being friends with me because I take pictures. Honestly, I don't care. 

This is a photo story about how this dude is an awesome best friend. 

Aaron and I have been friends for about four years since Tidewater Community College. (Yes that it’s been that long. Counted on my fingers just to make sure.)

You see this photo I took,  is the Aaron I know. 

Embarrassing. I know right? Oh well, I don’t care. Just keep scrolling down. It gets better.  

Aaron was that friend that was able to get people together. 

We hang out. 

Look at art. 

He will pick you up and give you piggyback ride while holding left over AIGA food in the rain. 

He will go above and beyond for you. Like wear an ugly sweater party to your celebrations. 

He has always been a family man and makes sure family always come first before himself no matter what. 

He has taught me the value of giving thanks to those who helped you get to where you are today. 

But, we all know what Aaron is known for; his laugh and his smile. It always put a smile on your face when you see that grin. 

This is Aaron last year on his birthday. We celebrated when President Obama got re-elected. Sorry Republicans. 

This is Aaron as I know him now, the most bad ass dude on the planet. Happy birthday my friend. An orange in each hand is a must on this most epic day. 

This is my Mom. She lives in Virginia and I live in Pennsylvania. She came to see me over the weekend. As you can she, she has a great smile. She got a Ruben at the local market. She said it taste really good!

 She is brave to come all this way to see me, because she drove almost eight hours. She took her sweet time. It only takes 5 hours to drive depending on DC traffic.

However, she is a trooper. She might look small and fragile, but she packs a mighty punch. I gave her sometime to rest for awhile.

She hates that I’m a photographer. She will never get use of me taking her pictures, but I think she is beautiful human being.

I took her and my auntie out to pick apples. They both were curious why they didn’t see any apples on the way. They shut up when they saw rows of apples trees. It was our first time picking apples together.

“This is like crazy,” my mom said in her Filipino accent. She bought three boxes worth of Cameo and Stayman apples. She is crazy.

Because not only she thought of herself, she thought about giving them as gifts. All the apples she picked is for her friends at church and family. She is a good person to think of that. Hope I get her kindness from her.

I took her to where I work, York Daily Record. She is pictured with a roll of unprinted newspaper. She thought it was cool that I have an awesome job. She is right.

 I also had my boss Kara show her around the printing press. Mom is telling her a story about her days as a printing press in Hawaii. Mom has great stories about Hawaii.

Mom has wicked fashion taste for sunglasses.

This is a last picture of my Mom at the Oyster Festival at a museum. I think it was a fake horse. The oyster sandwich was okay. People from Virginia have high standards for seafood.

I’m sad my Mom left, but I hope she is happy where I am now. She puts a lot of faith in me and I hope I made her proud.

I love my mom very much. And I’m thankful she spent time with me. Even if it was only for a weekend.