They are my compass, my shelter, my quiet strength.
This Father’s Day, I honor not just one, but three men—three pillars of love—who have shaped my world in ways I am only beginning to understand.
1. My Grandfather – The Root
He was the quiet kind—the type who spoke with action, not noise. With his hands, he built a home; with his back, he bore the weight of generations. From him, I learned patience and resilience. I can still hear the creak of his rocking chair on the porch, the way he called out my name like a blessing, not a command.
He never raised his voice. He didn’t need to. His presence was steady, like the heartbeat of the earth.
A man who endured war, hardship, and change,
yet still found joy in the laughter of a grandchild. He is gone now, but his legacy lives on in every decent thing I try to be.
2. My Father – The Bridge
My father was the in-between. The bridge between tradition and change, past and future, silence and speech.
He worked long hours, sometimes unseen, sometimes misunderstood—but never unloving.
He didn’t always say “I love you,” but he showed it—in the full tank of gas, the fixed faucet, the worn shoes he wore so we could have new ones. He was strength wrapped in gentleness, discipline laced with kindness.
As a child, I didn’t always understand him. As an adult, I stand in awe of him.
3. My Son – The Flame
And now, I look at my son—eyes wide with the wonder of the world, arms open, heart unscarred. He is the new branch, the fresh bloom, the hope. He asks questions I never thought to ask. He dares to be sensitive in a world that doesn’t always reward it. He teaches me that love isn’t inherited—it is relearned, reshaped, and given forward.
Watching him become a man, a father in his own right,
fills me with pride and humility. It reminds me that love doesn’t stop at legacy—it grows.
This is my tribute:
To the man who laid the foundation.
To the man who held up the walls.
To the man now building new rooms for the future.
You are the three pillars of love—
root, bridge, flame.
Because of you, my world stands.
Because of you, I believe in quiet strength, in tireless devotion, in soft-spoken love.
Happy Father’s Day.
Father's Day is the third Sunday of June every year. Father's Day falls this year on June 15, 2025.
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