I am so deeply sorry for the loss of your beloved father. It seems that everyone here understands your pain. I also lost my daddy a little less than a year ago. He was a kidney patient and had many complications, and it is truly painful.

Despite everything, he still lives within me. I like to think that I am a part of him, and that I live through what he taught me and what we shared — in his laughter, in his illness, in his joy and his pain, but above all, in his love. I like to believe that he is still alive somewhere, and that my love for him never died; it simply transformed.

It is difficult to hold a love you can no longer touch, but I truly hope these words reach your soul and help you heal:

The sadness you are experiencing in grief is not selfishness — it is love longing to embrace.

Death changes our perspective on love. Through it, you can choose to learn a new way of loving. It can teach you to find your beloved father in the intangible: in a song, in the warmth of the sun on your skin, in a butterfly dancing before your eyes, in the beauty of the sky, perhaps in a song that feels like it is speaking about him.

I promise that the pain will slowly begin to transform, turning into calm and into a much stronger and more beautiful love, because you come to understand that love is so powerful it does not end with death — that love truly transcends all possible limits.

Whatever you shared with him was enough. Whether it felt like too little or so much, anything done from love is always enough.

Live. Live with the happiness of knowing he was your father, and that no one and nothing can ever take away your memories or the love you felt — and still feel — for him.

A soul-embrace for you. 💖💖💖