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16/10/2025

Letter – To the Father I Miss Every Day

Dear Dad,

There are days when I wish time could pause, just so I could sit beside you again. I miss your laughter, your advice, even the way you stayed quiet when words failed. You taught me more through your silence than a thousand lectures could ever teach.

Now, when life gets hard, I ask myself, “What would Dad do?” And somehow, I find the strength to keep going. You gave me that strength — your courage runs through my veins.

I hope you know that your love still guides me. It’s in the choices I make, the kindness I give, and the resilience I carry. You may be gone, but you’ll never be forgotten.

Thank you for being my first hero, my lifelong teacher, and my forever inspiration.

With all my love, always.

15/10/2025

A father’s love is not loud or obvious. It doesn’t always come with hugs or grand gestures. Sometimes, it’s found in the way he wakes up early for work, in the quiet sigh after a long day, or in the gentle pat on your shoulder when words aren’t enough.

Dad never said “I love you” often, but he showed it in every sacrifice. He fixed broken things, not just in our home, but in our hearts. He taught me that real love doesn’t need to be seen — it only needs to be felt.

Now that I’m older, I realize how heavy his silence was — not from distance, but from devotion. A father’s love doesn’t fade with time; it deepens. It becomes the courage that whispers, “Keep going, my child.”

15/10/2025

Letter – To My Father in Heaven

Dear Dad,

It’s been years since you left, yet your voice still whispers in my heart. I still remember the way you called my name, the warmth of your hands when you held mine, and the quiet pride in your eyes every time I did something right.

Life has moved on, but every success, every smile, carries a trace of you. I still catch myself turning around to share my stories, forgetting for a second that you’re no longer here to listen.

Dad, thank you for every sacrifice you made in silence — for working late, for pretending not to be tired, for giving me dreams when you had none left for yourself.

If love could build a bridge, I’d walk across it to see you once more. Until then, I’ll keep you alive in my memories, in my strength, and in the way I love others.

Forever your child.

15/10/2025

Your hands were rough, yet gentle with care,
They built my dreams from the dust and air.
Through every storm, you stood so tall,
A silent shield that caught my fall.

You spoke in deeds, not empty sound,
Your love was quiet, but deeply profound.
I searched for words to thank you true,
But none could match what you went through.

Now years have passed, I see your face
In every victory, every grace.
The lessons you taught still guide my way,
Your strength remains though you’re far away.

If heaven hears, I hope you know,
Your love still helps my spirit grow.
For though your body’s out of view,
My heart still beats because of you.

15/10/2025

When we’re young, fathers feel like gods—invincible, unshakable. Then one day, you see it: the fatigue, the fear, the doubt. The day he became human is the day you finally understood love.
He wasn’t perfect; he was trying. Trying to hold the world with hands already worn.
I used to resent the rules, the distance, the silence. Now I see they were his way of protecting what little peace he had left.
And when I think of him now, I don’t see a hero—I see a man who loved with everything he had. And that’s greater than any hero could ever be.

14/10/2025

Dad,
If I could rewrite time, I’d speak more and listen less to my own pride. I’d tell you how your small acts built the person I became—the rides to school, the quiet goodbyes before dawn. I thought those moments were routine; now I see they were the language of your love.
You deserved to hear how grateful I was, how proud I am to be your child. You deserved rest long before you found it.
Wherever you are, I hope you know: every time I help someone, every time I choose kindness over anger, that’s you speaking through me. Your lessons didn’t end; they live on.

14/10/2025

Dear Dad,
I didn’t know men could cry until the day you did. You thought I didn’t see you, sitting by the porch, hands trembling after another hard week. I wanted to ask what was wrong, but I was just a child, and fear kept me quiet.
Now I understand—it wasn’t weakness. It was love breaking through the cracks of everything you carried. You spent your life being our wall, but even walls feel the storm.
That image stays with me: your tears falling in silence, your shoulders still squared as if the world might collapse if you let go. You taught me that strength can look like pain, and that loving deeply sometimes hurts the most.

14/10/2025

Dad,
You’re gone, but somehow, you’re everywhere. In the smell of old books, in the way sunlight hits the floor, in my reflection when I smile.
People say grief fades, but it doesn’t — it just softens, turns into something quieter, something that stays. Sometimes I talk to you, even when I know you can’t answer. I tell you about the world, about the things you taught me.
You taught me how to stand tall, but also how to feel deeply. You taught me that real strength isn’t the absence of tears — it’s the courage to keep loving despite them.
You may not live here anymore, Dad, but I still see you — in everything that’s good in me.

14/10/2025

Dear Dad,
If heaven had phones, I’d call you every night — just to tell you about my day. I’d tell you about the things I’m trying to fix, the things I wish you were here to see. There are moments I still catch myself turning, expecting to see you standing there — tired but smiling.
I wonder if you know how much I miss you. I hope you do. Because even though the world keeps spinning, some part of me is still sitting beside you, listening to your stories I used to half ignore.
I didn’t know time was running out. I thought you’d always be around. But maybe love like yours doesn’t leave — it just changes homes. From your hands, to my heart.

13/10/2025

Before the light fades into gray,
I still can see you in the day.
Your laughter lingers in the air,
Your shadow rests in every chair.

You walked through storms, through endless pain,
Yet never once did you complain.
You gave your time, your youth, your peace,
Just so our hearts would never cease.

Now night has come, and stars align,
To whisper softly, you were mine.
And though you rest beneath the sky,
Your love still teaches me to try.

13/10/2025

Dear Dad,
I went back home today. The door creaked the same way it used to when you’d come in late from work. The air still smelled like coffee and rain — your favorite.
I sat in your chair, the one by the window, and for a second, I almost believed you’d walk in again, humming softly, pretending you weren’t tired. Everything has changed, yet somehow, it all still feels like you.
The silence here is heavy, but it’s not empty — it’s full of you. Every wall, every scratch on the table, every fading photograph. You didn’t just live here, Dad — you built this place with your love. And even now, it still holds me, just like you did.

13/10/2025

He built the walls that kept us warm,
Through sleepless nights and endless storms.
His hands were rough, his voice was low,
Yet love was all he chose to show.

He never asked for songs or praise,
Just worked through all his fleeting days.
And when the world had turned away,
He still stood tall, come what may.

Now silence holds his gentle grace,
His laughter lives in time and space.
Though he is gone, his spirit stands —
I feel him still, in my own hands.

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