❤️❤️❤️ THE LOVE OF MY LIFE ❤️❤️

[MysteRy]

Dad, Goodbye Is Not Forever

Dad, I want you to know—goodbye is not forever. It’s just a pause between two chapters of a story that will never truly end. You may be gone from my sight, but never from my heart.

There isn’t a day that passes without me thinking of you, missing you, wishing I could hear your voice just one more time. But I find comfort in knowing that love never dies. The bond between us is too strong to be broken by distance, or even by time.

I still feel you in the quiet moments. I still see you in my dreams. I carry your love with me wherever I go, and I know that one day, we will meet again.

[MysteRy]

I could have been born to anyone, but life gave me you — and for that, I am endlessly grateful.
You weren’t just my mother.
You were my safe place, my guide, my first home.
In every lesson, in every sacrifice, in every quiet act of love… you shaped the person I am today.

Thank you, Mom, for being the light in my darkest days, the calm in my storms, and the reason I know what love really means.

[MysteRy]

You taught me to keep my chin up, to face life with courage and strength. But Dad… this pain of losing you—it’s the one thing I can’t seem to fight through. I smile in front of others, I try to be “okay,” but the truth is, I feel like a little kid again—lost, scared, and wishing for your voice to tell me it’s going to be alright. I hope you’re not disappointed in me, because I’m doing my best… even if it doesn’t feel like enough. I just miss you, so much.

[MysteRy]

My life has cracks, some days are tough,
The road’s been winding, the climb is rough.
But through it all, one truth shines bright—
My mother’s love was my guiding light.

She gave me strength when mine ran low,
Believed in me more than I’d ever know.
With tired hands and a heart so wide,
She built a world where I could safely hide.

No riches, fame, or perfect day,
Could match the price she chose to pay.
My life’s not perfect—but this is true:
It’s full of love… because of you.

[MysteRy]

You may be gone from my sight, but never from my soul.

I close my eyes and feel you near,
A whisper soft, I hold so dear.
No longer in this world we share,
But Dad, I sense you everywhere.

The lessons, love, and all your grace,
Still guide me through each time and place.
Though heaven holds your gentle hand,
Your heart in mine will always stand.

[MysteRy]

Mom, no matter how much time passes, I still find myself looking for you in the little things.

In the quiet moments, I whisper your name, hoping somehow you can hear me. I wonder if you see me from above, if you still worry about me like you used to, if you still smile when you hear me talk about you.

I miss you every single day. Some days, it feels unbearable—the emptiness, the longing, the silence where your voice used to be. But I hold onto the love you left behind, the lessons you taught me, the warmth of your memory that never fades.

So today, like every day, I send my love to you in heaven. I hope it reaches you the way your love still reaches me.

[MysteRy]

You gave me my first breath, my first step, and the strength I still lean on today. In every joy and every struggle, I can still hear your voice, steady and sure, guiding me through. When the world feels heavy, I remember your hands—worn from work, yet always so full of love.

You taught me to believe in quiet strength, in kindness that doesn’t need to speak loud, and in love that never asks for anything in return. I don’t just love you for who you were, Dad—I love you for how your love still echoes within me. It’s a part of me now, steady like a heartbeat, always there… always you.

[MysteRy]

There are days when the world feels colder, and the silence in my heart grows louder. On those days, I find myself wishing—just one more hug, Mom. Just one more time to feel your arms around me, grounding me in love, in safety, in home. It’s not just the hug I miss. It’s the way you made everything okay without even saying a word. I would give anything for one more moment with you, Mom. One more “I love you.” One more chance to hold on and never let go.

[MysteRy]

Dad is a daughter's first love, and he is a son's first hero.

There’s something sacred about the way a father holds his child—gentle, strong, and steady. For a daughter, he becomes the man every boy will be measured against. For a son, he becomes the example of courage, honor, and what it means to truly be a man. A father’s love is quiet but powerful, like the roots of a tree—often unseen, but holding everything together. No matter how many years pass, a daughter will always long for that steady hand, and a son will always carry his father’s strength in his own steps.

[MysteRy]

When you lose your beloved mother❤️💔

When you lose your mother, you will lose the person who loved you the most, the one who knew you the best and the one who always forgave you. She was the one who erased your fears and found you when you felt lost.

When you lose your mom, no one will remind you to bundle up if it's cold, nor will she call you every two hours to check on you when you're feeling bad. When you make mistakes, others will get angry and you will have to apologize, because only she endured your bad character and loved you even on your worst days.

You'll miss her every Christmas, every birthday, and every time something good happens to you, you'll want to share it with her. But you will realize that his chair is empty and he will never be by your side again.

There will be people who know you, but no one like her. Many will love you, but they won't love you more than themselves, like she did.

When you lose your mother, the world will be a little sadder, stranger, smaller.. and you too.

[MysteRy]

Life without you, Mom and Dad, feels like walking through a world that’s lost its colors. Every step I take feels a little heavier without your voices cheering me on, without your arms waiting at the end of a hard day. I never imagined having to face this life without both of you—it wasn’t part of the plan. There are moments when I still reach for the phone, forgetting for a split second that you’re gone. Then the silence hits, and my heart breaks all over again. But somehow, I keep going. I carry your wisdom in my choices, your laughter in my memories, and your love in the quiet corners of every day. This journey is harder than I ever thought possible, but your presence still lingers—in sunrises that remind me of hope, in songs you loved, in the way I love others. You didn’t leave me empty—you left me with enough love to keep walking. And even when I feel lost, I remind myself: I’m still your child, still guided by your love, even from afar.

[MysteRy]

With all the love and longing of a child who lost her father, I hope you can feel my heart, Dad.

There are things I never got to say, moments I thought we’d still have, and love that keeps overflowing even though you’re no longer here. I talk to you in silence, in prayers, in dreams — hoping that somehow, my words reach you beyond this world. Every heartbeat carries a wish: that you know how deeply you are missed, how endlessly you are loved. If love could travel through time and space, I know it would find you, Dad… and you’d understand everything my heart has never stopped holding.

[MysteRy]

The day you left, everything changed. The world kept spinning, but mine slowed down. I remember that moment so clearly—the stillness in the air, the way my heart cracked in a way I never knew it could. Since then, I’ve missed you every single day. It’s not just on holidays or special occasions—it’s in the quiet mornings, in the drive home from work, in the little victories and the heavy losses. I miss your voice, your hugs, your way of making everything feel okay. Grief doesn’t get smaller; we just learn how to live around it. And while the pain may not always scream, it never really leaves. But neither does your love. I carry it with me, stitched into the fabric of who I am. You may be gone from sight, but never from my heart. Missing you is now part of my every day—and somehow, loving you still gives me strength to move forward.

[MysteRy]

Dad, I believe, somehow, you can still hear me.

Maybe my words don’t reach you the way they once could, but I hold on to the hope that they still find their way to you. There’s so much I wish I had said—so many things I didn’t know how to express when you were here beside me.

The world keeps turning, but part of me is still standing still… waiting, listening, searching for a sign that you’re close. Sometimes, in the stillness, in the breeze, in the way sunlight hits the trees just right—I feel you. And it reminds me that love like yours never disappears.

I miss you, Dad. More than I could ever explain. Even though I can’t see you, I carry you with me—always. In my heart, in my choices, in the way I move through the world. I hope you're proud. And I hope you know how deeply, endlessly you are loved.

[MysteRy]

Mom is my whole world. She is not only the one who gave birth to me but also a friend, a teacher, and the person who is always by my side through every moment of life. No matter how the world outside may change, Mom remains the safe haven for me to return to. Every time I fall, she is the first one to lift me up, teaching me how to rise again and keep moving forward.

 Mom's love is the most wonderful thing I have, nothing can compare to it. She always teaches me with gentle words that are full of patience and endless love. I know that no matter where I go or what I do, Mom will always be the most important person in my life, my entire world.