Little Corner

12/02/2025

The day I lost Dad, it was like I lost the sky.
Suddenly, the world felt smaller, darker, and colder.
No roof of comfort, no shade of strength.
Just an emptiness above me where love used to live

12/01/2025

Love you forever, Daddy.
Even if I can't see you, I still feel you in everything I do.
You're with me, always.

12/01/2025

Forever missing you
Dad...
There’s not a day that passes without a thought of you.
Your voice, your smile, the quiet strength you carried—
they still echo in my heart.
I search the silence for pieces of your love,
and find you in memories that never fade.
You may be gone from this world,
but you’ll never be gone from me.

12/01/2025

I miss you more than words will ever explain, Dad.
And I hope, wherever you are,
you know that I’ll carry you with me always

Hey Dad… it’s me.
I wish you were here tonight.
The world gets quieter without you,
and somehow the silence makes the missing even louder.

There are days when I feel strong,
but there are moments like this
when the weight of your absence finds me again.
I still look for you in the places you used to stand,
in the wisdom you used to share,
and in the love you gave so easily.

This candle burns for you,
for every memory we made,
for every lesson you left behind,
and for the love that still lives in me because of you.

I miss you more than words will ever explain, Dad.
And I hope, wherever you are,
you know that I’ll carry you with me always.

11/30/2025

I love you, Dad.
More than these words could ever say.
I carry your love in every heartbeat, in every lesson you've left behind, in every quiet moment when I feel you watching over me.
Even though you're not here beside me,
your love still shapes who I am— and I will forever be your child, loving you beyond time, beyond life, with a heart that never forgets.

11/30/2025

I still talk to you, Dad, even though you never answer.
I whisper to you in the silence,
share my worries in the dark,
tell you about the little wins you’d be proud of.
There’s no reply, no voice calling back…
but somehow, I still feel you near.
In the breeze, in my memories,
in the parts of me that carry your strength.
Maybe you’re listening in your own way,
and maybe that’s enough to keep me going.

11/27/2025

So this week, may we relax without guilt, breathe without rushing, and appreciate the quiet gifts around us. Sometimes the most healing thing we can do is simply be.

Thanksgiving Week is a gentle reminder to step back from the rush and breathe a little deeper. Life doesn’t always slow down for us, so sometimes we have to choose to slow down for ourselves. This week, the most important tasks aren’t about doing more — they’re about feeling more.

Counting blessings brings us back to what truly matters. Even on the hard days, there’s always something small that whispers gratitude into our hearts. And letting go of what we can’t control gives us room to rest, to release the weight we were never meant to carry alone.

Practicing kindness turns ordinary moments into something meaningful — a soft word, a warm gesture, a bit of patience that makes someone’s day just a little lighter. Gratitude follows closely behind, reminding us that joy often lives in the simplest corners of our lives.

So this week, may we relax without guilt, breathe without rushing, and appreciate the quiet gifts around us. Sometimes the most healing thing we can do is simply be.

11/27/2025

I remember those days. Underway under nuclear power somewhere under the Mediterranean [submarine]. We spent all the holidays at sea during deployment. All of them. Happy Thanksgiving to all those on deployment standing the watch!

This Thanksgiving, while many of us gather around warm tables and familiar faces, there are brave men and women standing guard far from home. Their courage allows our families to celebrate in safety, even as they spend the holiday miles away from the people they love most. Their sacrifice deserves more gratitude than words can hold.

To every soldier serving across oceans, across borders, and across distances that most of us will never fully understand — we honor you. You give up comfort so that others can have peace. You carry burdens so that others can rest. And your strength is a blessing this nation will always be thankful for.

We pray that God watches over you, guiding your steps through every challenge and protecting you in every moment of danger. May His hand keep you safe, steady, and strong until the day you return to the arms of your families, where you are so deeply missed and so dearly loved.

This Thanksgiving, our hearts hold a place for you — for your bravery, your sacrifice, and your unwavering dedication. May you feel the grateful prayers of a nation with every breath you take. 🇺🇸🕯️

11/26/2025

Your heart stretches toward others — the hurting, the tired, the ones carrying unspoken pain. You hope that this season brings them comfort, healing, and a moment of peace to breathe again.

Some seasons make you pause and look at life with gentler eyes.
As the lights shimmer and the world slows down, you start realizing what truly matters. Not the noise, not the rush — just the people you love and the hope that they’re safe, healthy, and held by grace.

There’s a quiet honesty that rises when you reflect on the year behind you.
The lessons, the struggles, the unexpected blessings… all of it reminds you how much strength the heart can carry. And in that reflection comes a simple wish: that the days ahead feel lighter, kinder, and filled with peace.

And somewhere in the middle of gratitude and longing, compassion grows even stronger.
Your heart stretches toward others — the hurting, the tired, the ones carrying unspoken pain. You hope that this season brings them comfort, healing, and a moment of peace to breathe again.

11/26/2025

I miss all the family and friends, that are in heaven, that even though gone, are still with me every day, in my heart.

Thanksgiving has a way of bringing both warmth and ache to the heart. As the fire glows and the home fills with quiet comfort, there’s someone missing — someone whose presence used to make this season feel complete. Their chair may be empty, but their memory fills the room in a way only love can.

The truth is, missing them doesn’t get easier just because the calendar turns or the holidays arrive. The laughter they shared, the hugs they gave, and the wisdom they left behind continue to echo through the years. Even though Heaven holds them now, the love we shared refuses to fade. It stays, steady and gentle, reminding us that some connections never end.

So this Thanksgiving, I hold them close in spirit — in the soft glow of the candlelight, in the quiet moments when my heart drifts toward yesterday, and in the gratitude that comes from having loved someone so deeply. Missing them hurts, but remembering them is a blessing I’ll always be thankful for.

Their absence is heavy, but their love is forever. And because of that, they’ll always have a home in my heart.

11/26/2025

I remember spending many holidays at sea or overseas in other countries. I was single at the time. Christmas & Thanksgiving at sea or in the Philippines. A birthday in Australia, Easter services in Singapore. While at sea in the Indian Ocean on the 4th of July, a Soviet AGI tailing us shot up flares to wish us a happy Independence Day! What a memorable time is was.

Some sacrifices happen quietly, far away from the warmth of home.
While families gather around familiar tables, there are brave men and women sitting miles from everything they love, holding onto duty instead of comfort. Their courage creates the very freedom that makes our celebrations possible.

On days like Thanksgiving, their absence is felt in every home that waits for them.
Mothers, fathers, children, and spouses hold onto hope while someone they cherish sits under a different sky. The distance may be great, but the love and pride they carry stretches even farther.

Let this season remind us to honor those who serve, especially the ones spending the holiday in uniforms instead of at dinner tables.
May we keep them in our hearts, lift them in our prayers, and never forget that their sacrifice allows the rest of us to gather safely with the people we love.

11/13/2025

Dad I miss you so much, my days are empty without you, I still need you near me😢😢😢😢😢I love you enormously ♥️♥️♥️♥️♥️

I wish I could hear you call my name one more time, Dad. 💔

It’s strange how a single voice can bring so much comfort — how the sound of your laughter could make everything feel right again. Now, there’s only silence where your words used to be, and I find myself listening for echoes that will never come.

I miss the way you said my name — with pride, with patience, with love. I still feel your presence in the quiet moments, like you’re watching over me, guiding me in ways I can’t see but can always feel.

If heaven allows whispers to reach this world, I hope you can hear me when I say thank you — for every lesson, every hug, every moment you gave. I’ll carry your voice in my heart forever, until the day I hear it again. 🕊️❤️