For the Man Who Chooses Love, Again and Again

This is our dad — and every single day, he is still fighting for us 💪🤍
Not loudly. Not for praise. But in the quiet, courageous way that only love knows how.

We sit beside him now and feel time shift.
It’s no longer counted in days or dates, but in moments —
a shared glance, a familiar laugh, a breath that settles,
small pieces of home that still find their way back to us 🕰️

Even when his body is tired, he shows up.
Even when pain tries to take more than it should, he gives what he can.
Not because it’s easy — but because love asks, and he answers.

He chooses us again and again.
One step at a time.
One breath at a time 🌬️

There are days when strength looks like standing tall —
and days when it looks like simply staying.
He does both with quiet dignity, wrapped in a courage that doesn’t need words.

We are endlessly grateful.
For his resilience when things feel heavy.
For his heart that never stops reaching for us.
For the love that carries him forward, even when the road is long 🙏✨

This is a tribute to a father who keeps showing up —
not because he has to,
but because love lives in him.
And that love is everything 🤍