02/26/2026
Today is my dad’s first Heavenly birthday. 🕊
This day carries so much sorrow, love, regret, gratitude… all of it intertwined. I wish I had made better use of the time we had. I wish I had said more, done more, been more.
Grief has a way of highlighting the spaces we can’t go back and fill.
He wasn’t present for a lot of my life, but that’s only part of our story. The WHOLE story is that I loved him dearly, he was kind-hearted, he had a great sense of humor, he was easy to talk to, especially about my wild ideas. He supported my “crazy” in a way that made me feel seen, mostly because I inherited HIS kind of crazy...but it meant more to me than he probably ever knew.
We had good faith conversations...Real ones...Honest ones, and I hold onto those.
I don’t have all the answers. But I trust God with the things I don’t understand. Today, I simply choose to remember the love.
Happy birthday, Daddy.
You are missed more than you know. 💙🤍💙