
15/08/2025
Dad, be happy wherever you are.
I say this not because I’ve moved on,
but because I’m still trying to breathe through the ache of your absence.
Some days, I still reach for my phone to call you.
Some nights, I still whisper your name into the dark.
The world hasn't stopped, but mine paused the day you left.
I hope Heaven has your favorite coffee, your old records, and peace—
the kind of peace you always gave me just by being there.
I hope you know how much I miss you.
And even if I can’t hear your voice anymore…
I pray you can still hear mine when I say:
I love you. I always will.
So Dad, be happy—wherever you are.
And wait for me, just like you always did at the front porch.