Thank you, Daddy, for shielding and protecting us from the bad guys and the pains of this world the way you knew how. Thank you for helping us grow our wings because even if we’re scared, we can still fly. I’ll miss you for the rest of my life. 🌙

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“Even if you know what’s coming, you’re never prepared for how it feels.”

— Natalie Standiford, How to Say Goodbye in Robot

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“And once the storm is over, you won’t remember how you made it through, how you managed to survive. You won’t even be sure, whether the storm is really over. But one thing is certain. When you come out of the storm, you won’t be the same person who walked in. That’s what this storm’s all about.”

— Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore  (via words-and-coffee)

Somedays are so sad, man
It really is a miracle that we can be glad
In the midst of the pain in the storm in the rain
I know God is the same ♡

All I know is that I love you so, so much it hurts.

This year’s birthday was the most heartbreaking. I don’t know if I’ll ever recover from it, and I’m not sure if I even want to. As much as I’ll carry Dad’s love in me, I’ll also carry the pain of living life without him. I’m still in a bubble of waking up every day trying to grasp my new reality that he’s not here with us anymore. I often find myself thinking, “Is this real life?”

My birthday wish was for Jesus to heal him so we could bring him home. Just that, but God has better plans that my family and I can’t fathom yet. One day, this grief will quiet down, though it doesn’t mean we love and miss Daddy less.

For now, there are days when I wake up crying or my heart breaks in the middle of the day. I’ve known grief before but losing a father is a territory I didn’t think I’d walk this early on. I’m accepting the reality that God has called him home and I’m learning to be at peace with that. 🤍🕊️

Day 9: Taking it day-by-day in navigating this grief.

I’m no stranger to this grief, but it hurts all the same. It hasn’t fully sunk in yet. Days ago at home, a part of me was thinking that Daddy was just sleeping peacefully in their bedroom. And I almost believed it until I realized Mommy was sleeping beside us.