“I’ll be missing you until the day we meet again, Dad
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Some days, the grief feels fresh, as if you just slipped away. I still catch myself reaching for my phone, ready to dial your number, desperate to hear your voice on the other end. I still turn my head when the door creaks, almost expecting to see you standing there with that tired, gentle smile—the one that made the hardest days feel a little lighter.
Everyone reminds me that you’re gone, but my heart doesn’t know how to let go. The world says to move on, but how do you move on from the person who gave you life, who loved you in ways words could never capture? Your chair sits quietly in the corner, but to me, it still holds the weight of your presence. The sound of your laugh lingers in the air like a melody I can’t forget, and the way you called my name plays over in my memory, reminding me of the love I was blessed to know.
Life continues to pull me forward, but it feels as though time froze the day you left. There’s an emptiness in every moment, a coldness in the world that your warmth once filled. I try to be strong, to keep living the way you would have wanted me to, but some days, the ache of missing you feels too heavy to bear.
If love alone could bring you back, Dad, you would be here with me right now. I carry enough love for you to move mountains, to bridge the distance between earth and heaven. Until the day Heaven allows me to see you again, I will hold tight to the pieces of you that remain—the memories, the lessons, the love. Those are the treasures that keep me close to you, even when you’re far away.
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