Dad, I’m sorry. I never realized
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There were moments when I let small frustrations take up space that should have been filled with love. Times when I didn’t say enough, didn’t hug you long enough, didn’t thank you as much as I should have. I thought we had more time. I thought your steady presence would always be there, like it had been my entire life. But life changed in a heartbeat, and suddenly I was left with a silence that felt heavier than anything I’ve ever known.
You gave everything for us. You carried burdens quietly, with strength and grace, never asking for anything in return. Your love was unshakable, constant — like a light that never dimmed. You made sure we were safe, cared for, and loved beyond measure. And now, looking back, I see just how many sacrifices you made, how many dreams you put aside to give us a better life.
I wish I could turn back time. I wish I could hold your hand one more time and tell you how much your love meant to me. I’d tell you how proud I am to be your child, how deeply your kindness shaped me, how your strength became the foundation of who I am. I’d give anything for one more hug — the kind that made the world feel safe. One more conversation. One more moment to say, “Thank you, Dad. I love you so much.”
I miss you in ways words can’t explain. I miss your voice, your warmth, the feeling of knowing you were always just a call away. Grief has taught me how precious every moment with you truly was. It’s a pain that doesn’t fade, but it’s also a reminder of how deeply I loved you — and how deeply you loved me.
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