06/21/2026
Ten years.
Ten years since my father passed, and while I miss him every day, I’m more than okay because he prepared me well for life, including the reality that one day he would leave it.
What he gave me in 36 years was more than enough for a lifetime.
His steady love and presence became the bedrock of my self-assuredness and confidence.
This old fuzzy photo reminds me of that. While my older siblings were off on their own adventures, he made sure I had my own.
He taught me how to think critically, how to trust myself, and how to become my own sanctuary.
Because it’s never just about how long someone is here.
It’s about the quality of what they deposit while they are.
Happy Father’s Day to the men whose love and presence leave a legacy that outlives them. 🤎