Blowing kisses to Heaven, to my Dad who I miss more than words can ever express.
There are days when the ache is so deep, I feel like I can’t breathe. But then I look at the sky, see the heart-shaped glow, and I imagine my love reaching him, carried by the wind, wrapped in every prayer.
I would give anything to hear his laughter again, to feel his hug one more time. But instead, I send him my love across the distance, trusting that somehow, he feels it.
Dad, Heaven may hold you now, but my heart always will. Every kiss, every tear, every whisper of “I love you” is for you. ❤️💔
VICTORIA SHORROCK
05/10/2025