An Ode to My Father: The Man Who Loved with All He Had
My father didn’t just love us—he fought to love us through the wounds he never had the chance to heal. Beneath his strength was a boy who only ever wanted a home, and he spent his life trying to build one from scratch, with nothing but grit, devotion, and the echoes of everything he never received. This is not just an ode to who he was—it’s a tribute to how hard he tried, how deeply he loved, and how his legacy lives on through the healing we carry forward.”
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