Dear dad, us in every universe ✨

It's funny how certain phrases just resonate with your soul, isn't it? For me, 'me and my dad in every universe' isn't just a catchy line; it's a profound comfort, especially since he's been gone for eleven years now. Losing someone you love, especially your dad, leaves a void that nothing else can truly fill. You find yourself wondering, almost desperately, if the connection you shared could possibly exist beyond this single lifetime, in some other reality. I often picture all the little moments, like the ones in those beautiful animated scenes – a quiet moment looking at the stars, a big comforting hug, him gently kissing my forehead, or the pure joy of presenting him with a drawing I made. These aren't just memories; they're like glimpses into different 'universes' of our shared life. Each memory, each laugh, each piece of advice he gave me, builds a tapestry of our bond that feels so strong it simply must transcend this physical world. When people ask, 'will we be together in every universe?', my heart wants to scream 'yes!' Because love like that doesn't just vanish. It’s a powerful thought, believing that somewhere, in an infinite number of possibilities, you and your dad are still having coffee, still sharing a joke, or just peacefully together. This belief isn't about escaping grief, but about transforming it. It helps me focus on the enduring love rather than the painful absence. I know many of us search for answers when we lose a parent, looking for ways to keep that connection alive. Whether it's through dreams, signs, or simply cherishing their legacy, we're all trying to feel that comfort again. The idea of 'together in every universe' also reminds me of those iconic father figures in stories, like Tiana's dad, whose wisdom and love leave an indelible mark. It’s a universal longing to have a parent who shapes you, guides you, and loves you unconditionally, and to believe that bond is unbreakable. Even when they're not physically here to hold your hand or praise your latest drawing, their spirit is intertwined with yours. So, what does this mean for us? For me, it means continuing to live a life that would make him proud, sharing stories about him, and keeping his memory vibrant. It means recognizing that the love we shared created its own 'universe' – one that continues to expand within my heart. If you're feeling that same longing, wondering if your bond with your dad exists beyond what we can see, know that you're not alone. Many of us hold onto that hope, finding strength in the belief that love, true love, really does know no bounds, no dimensions, no universes it can't conquer. We carry them with us, always.