I wish I could pick up the phone and say,
“Papa, I finally get it.”
The strength. The silence. The sacrifices.
You carried so much… and somehow still carried us.
Now that I’m a parent myself, I see all the things you never said.
All the ways you protected us from the weight of reality.
You made sure we still believed in hope — even when we had so little.
I miss you more than words can hold.
Heaven has you, but I’ll always carry you here. 💔
For anyone missing their dad right now — you’re not alone.