I love you. And I always will
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The Place You Hold Inside Me
You said I had a special place, a place you held so dear. And those words, Dad, have stayed with me—they echo in my heart like a song I never want to stop hearing. To know that I lived in your heart, that I mattered to you in ways deeper than I ever understood at the time, is both a comfort and a source of longing now that you’re gone. Because while you gave me a place inside of you, you, Dad, became my time and my space—the center of my world, the presence that made everything else make sense.
But now, you’re the one I wish was here. No matter how much love surrounds me, no matter how busy life becomes, the absence of you lingers. It’s in the quiet moments, when the world slows down, that I feel the ache of your missing voice, your steady guidance, your reassuring presence.
The place you hold inside of me is sacred. No one could ever fill it—not with kindness, not with love, not even with the best intentions. That place belongs only to you, because it was shaped by the years of your care, your sacrifices, your wisdom, and the unconditional love you gave me. It is a place that no distance, no loss, and no passage of time could ever erase.
For all the world and more to see, I love you, Dad. That love doesn’t fade with death—it deepens. It shifts from something I once expressed with hugs and words, into something I now carry in silence, in memory, in the way I live my life. Every choice I make, every bit of strength I muster, every act of love I give to others is infused with what you taught me.
And I always will love you. Always. Because love doesn’t end—it transforms. It becomes a legacy, a presence that exists in every heartbeat, in every breath. Though I cannot see you, I know you are here. Though I cannot touch you, I feel you in the rhythm of my days.
Dad, you will forever be my time, my space, and my heart. ❤️
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