To my dearest papis: Happy Anniversary

 

A Letter to My Parents on 46 Years of Love

Dear Mom and Dad,

Forty-six years.

Forty-six years of laughter, love, and walking hand in hand through every season life has brought your way. Forty-six years of honoring each other, of choosing kindness, of knowing that love is not just in the grand gestures but in the quiet moments—the cup of coffee made just how the other likes it, the way you check on each other with gentle worry, the way your laughter fills the room with warmth.

You have shown me that love is not just about romance—it's about commitment, patience, grace that covers imperfections, and faith that sustains through trials.

You have carried burdens together, walked through hardships side by side, and yet, through it all, you have honored each other with respect, tenderness, and unwavering devotion.

You have kept God at the center of everything, which is the foundation that time could never shake.

I watch you, and I admire you.

The way you joke. The way you laugh. The way you love doesn't need extravagant words because it is woven into every action, every thoughtful deed.

Your love is the kind I aspire to have.

A love that stands firm through storms.
A love that holds tight through time.
A love that reflects God's faithfulness, year after year.

Thank you for showing me what love looks like—not just in the easy moments but also in the hard ones.

I pray to love the way you love.
To honor the way you honor.
To cherish the way you love.

Because after 46 years, your love is still growing. Still shining. Still showing the world that true love is not found in perfection, but in choosing each other, again and again.

With all my love and admiration,
Your daughter 

The Love That Time Could Not Shake

Through days of sunshine, through nights of rain,
Through laughter loud and moments strained,
Through hands held close and trials endured,
Your love has stood faithful, pure.

In quiet ways, you speak your heart,
A softened glance, a caring start.
A cup of tea, a steady hand,
A knowing touch that understands.

For love is not just grand displays,
But in the smallest, everyday ways.
The way you know each other's needs,
The way you sow love's gentle seeds.

And through the years—forty-six strong,
You've weathered storms, yet still belong.
Still honoring, still holding true,
Still choosing God, still choosing you.

So may your love continue on,
A beacon bright, a steadfast song.
For what you've built, what time has shaped
Is love that time could not erase.