Happy Birthday Papa

Three years have passed since I last heard his voice.

Three years since I said “Happy Birthday” for the last time.

Three years... and so much has changed.

Life keeps shifting, twisting, moving forward even when we’re not ready. But through all the chaos, all the growth, all the pain and beauty of these years, one thing has never changed: I know he’s still with me.

He’s there, in the quiet moments, in the victories, in the times I feel like giving up. Watching over me. Guiding me. And whispering, just like he always did:

“Move forward. You can do it.”