11/09/2026
Dad, I see how hard you’re trying to stay strong through Cancer. I see it when you manage a few bites even when you don’t feel like eating, and when you pick up your guitar on a hard day. Hearing you play means more to me than I know how to say.
It breaks my heart to see you in pain. I wish I could take some of it away. You can tell me when it hurts, Dad. You can be tired. And when you don’t feel like talking, I’ll sit right beside you.
I love you, Dad. I’m praying for gentler days for you and more moments when you feel up to playing your guitar. And on the quiet days, I’ll be there with you, too. 🤍