My dada's love for me and my father is like a warm hug that reaches across any distance.

His eyes light up with joy whenever he thinks of us, showing how deeply he misses us.

He eagerly waits for the moment when we can all be together, sharing stories and laughter.

Our bond with him is built on love, respect, and the countless memories we've created.

Meeting him is always special — it feels like coming home to love that never fades.