As a kid, I thought you’d always be there — strong, steady, unshakable. I held your hand like it was forever, never imagining a world without it. 🥹
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As a kid, I thought you’d always be there — strong, steady, unshakable. You were the anchor of my world, the voice that made everything feel safe, the hand I held like it was forever. I never imagined a world without it. 🥹 I didn’t see the tired eyes behind your smile, or how much strength it took to carry the weight of our family. Back then, I thought love was only in the big moments — the gifts, the laughter, the adventures — but now I know it was in the quiet gestures. It was in the way you checked the doors before bed, the way you stayed up until I came home, the way you worked through pain and exhaustion just to make sure we were okay.
Time has a way of revealing truths that childhood innocence can’t see. I see now that behind every “I’m fine” was a sacrifice, behind every lesson was love, and behind every silence was care. You weren’t just my dad — you were my teacher, protector, and best friend in disguise.
Now, the world feels quieter without your voice. I’d give anything for one more walk beside you, one more story, one more chance to say thank you for everything you gave — even when I didn’t notice. Watching others with their dads hits differently now. It’s not jealousy; it’s gratitude wrapped in longing. It reminds me just how precious those ordinary moments are — the ones that seem small but become everything once they’re gone.
So if you still can, hold your dad close today. Tell him you love him. Listen to his stories, even if you’ve heard them a hundred times. Laugh at his jokes, help him with the little things, and make time for him while you still have it. Because one day, all you’ll wish for is one more moment — one more hand to hold, one more chance to say, “Thank you, Dad. I see you now. And I always will.” 💔
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