❤️❤️❤️ THE LOVE OF MY LIFE ❤️❤️

[MysteRy]

You live in my heart, Dad, forevermore,
Even though you're not here like before.
Your love, your strength, still guide my way,
In every step, I feel you stay.

Through every challenge, through every tear,
Your memory whispers, always near.
I carry you with me every day,
In my heart, you'll never fade away.

You live in my heart, where you belong,
Your spirit is with me, forever strong.
In every breath, in every sigh,
Dad, you're with me, reaching the sky.

[MysteRy]

Mom... You left too soon
Yes, I’m still grieving, still aching too.
The world kept spinning, but mine stood still—
A silent space time couldn’t fill.

I see your smile in every dawn,
Hear your voice when all is gone.
Some say grief fades, but here’s the truth:
Missing you feels like a lifelong youth.

It’s not a phase I’ll “get over” in time,
It’s a forever ache, a mountain to climb.
I carry your love in all that I do—
But I still cry, because I still miss you.

[MysteRy]

Father’s Day is always a bittersweet moment for me. I wish I could tell you in person just how much you’ve meant to me, how much I miss your presence, your guidance, and your love. You taught me so much about life, love, and strength, and I will forever carry those lessons with me. You were not just my father, but my hero, my protector, and my biggest supporter.

I still remember the little moments, the simple ones where your encouragement and unwavering love made all the difference in the world. Now that you’re no longer here, I find myself trying to live up to the standards you set for me, to make you proud.
This Father’s Day, as I remember you, I feel so thankful for the time we had together, and yet, my heart aches because I wish we had more. I’ll keep carrying you in my heart, Dad. No matter where life takes me, you’ll always be the one who taught me how to stand tall, how to love unconditionally, and how to be strong, no matter what.
I love you, Dad, now and always. I’ll continue to make you proud, I promise.

[MysteRy]

If Only You Were Here

I wish you could be here today,
To guide my heart when skies turn gray.
To quiet storms I cannot tame,
And piece my world back up again.

I miss your voice—its gentle grace,
The way it softened every place.
Your hands, so steady, kind, and warm,
Could chase the cold out of a storm.

Though time may steal the sound, the face,
It can't erase your boundless grace.
Your love, a thread that runs so deep,
Still holds me when I try to sleep.

If heaven lent one hour more,
I'd run to you like times before.
I'd speak the words I locked away,
And kneel beside you just to stay.

I'd hold you close and not let go,
And tell the truths I need you to know.
Though you’re not here for me to see,
Your soul still breathes inside of me.

I miss you, Mom—beyond the skies,
Where stars go dim and angels rise.

[MysteRy]

When Parents die 💔, nothing is the same anymore. We can no longer be children, we will no longer feel carried away by their hugs, kisses and words of encouragement.

It seems like life is getting harder because their protective love is no longer there. When parents are no longer with us, we are orphans and that is hard regardless of age. Even though you created your family, the face of your parents is ingrained in you for eternity.

All people, even if we are adults, have this living child inside us who wants to be protected all the time by his parents.

[MysteRy]

I lost you, Dad…
and somewhere in that moment,
I lost a part of myself too.

The days blur into nights,
and light feels a little dimmer now.
The world, once warm with your presence,
suddenly turned cold and unfamiliar.

Each day became a quiet battle—
against the weight of grief,
against the silence you left behind,
against the emptiness that nothing seems to fill.

I searched for purpose,
for meaning,
for pieces of me in a world that no longer had you in it.
I often find myself looking toward the sky,
wishing I could see Heaven
just for a moment—
just to know you're okay.

But even in your absence,
your love remains.
The memories we built,
the strength you gave me—
they’ve become my compass.
They guide me on the hardest days.

And slowly… gently…
I’m learning to breathe again.
To live again.

Each step I take now,
I take for both of us.
Because I carry you with me—
in every breath,
every choice,
every quiet moment
when I feel your love wrapped around my soul.

I live to honor you, Dad—
to live a life that would make you proud,
watching from above.

Until we meet again…
💔

[MysteRy]

Growing up, our house wasn't grand, but my mother filled every corner with an unwavering warmth. I remember nights when life felt overwhelming, and she’d just sit with me, silently. Her presence alone was a sanctuary, a quiet assurance that everything would be okay. She never preached, but her actions taught me everything about resilience, about finding strength when you felt weakest.

She worked tirelessly, yet somehow always had time for a story, a comforting hand on my forehead, or to simply listen. She was my first teacher, my fiercest advocate, and my gentle lamp in the darkest moments. Her sacrifices weren't spoken, but felt deeply. Every step I take, every good thing I strive to be, is a testament to the beautiful, enduring light she brought into my world. My greatest honor is to carry a piece of her in my heart.

[MysteRy]

I was just a little girl in his arms.
But that hug… it was everything.
Strong, safe, warm.
Like the world could fall apart and I’d still be okay—because Dad was holding me.

Now he’s gone.
And no one tells you how quiet grief is.
It doesn’t scream.
It whispers in the empty seats, in the silence after a laugh, in the way your chest tightens at night when no one's watching.

Sometimes I catch myself reaching for my phone, wanting to text him.
“Guess what, Dad!”
But then I remember.
There’s no reply.

Sometimes memories of my Dad sneak out of my eyes and roll down my cheeks. 💔😔
And no matter how much time passes,
that little girl inside me still cries for her Dad.

I’d give anything to feel that hug again.
Just one more time.