A un padre no se le mide por las palabras que dice, sino por todo lo que ha hecho en silencio.
Por las veces que trabajó sin descanso, aunque su cuerpo le pedía parar. Por cada preocupación que guardó para no asustarte. Por las decisiones difíciles que tomó, pensando siempre en darte un futuro mejor.
Muchos crecimos sin entenderlo… Sin notar sus ausencias que en realidad eran sacrificios. Sin valorar su forma de amar, más reservada, menos expresiva, pero igual de profunda.
Y con los años, uno entiende: Que ese hombre serio solo quería darte seguridad. Que su dureza a veces escondía miedo, y su silencio, amor.
Hoy no esperes una fecha especial. No esperes que sea tarde para abrazarlo, para decirle que lo valoras, para escucharlo de verdad.
📌 No importa si fue perfecto. Ningún padre lo es. Pero si te enseñó a luchar, si estuvo ahí cuando lo necesitabas, si aún intenta acompañarte a su manera… ya hizo más de lo que muchos hacen.
Hazle saber que su esfuerzo valió la pena. Que sus consejos no cayeron en saco roto. Y que su presencia, incluso con sus errores, fue un regalo en tu vida.
Porque un padre no espera que lo aplaudan… solo sueña con que sus hijos sean personas de bien.
Y si hoy caminas con valores, con esfuerzo, con respeto… ya estás honrando su nombre.
🖤 A veces, el mejor homenaje que puedes darle… es vivir de forma que se sienta orgulloso de haberte criado.
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A father is not measured by the words he says, but by all he has done in silence.
For the times he worked tirelessly, even though his body asked him to stop. For every worry he kept to himself so as not to scare you. For the difficult decisions he made, always thinking of giving you a better future.
Many of us grew up without understanding him... Without noticing his absences, which were actually sacrifices. Without appreciating his way of loving, more reserved, less expressive, but just as profound.
And over the years, one understands: That this serious man only wanted to give you security. That his toughness sometimes hid fear, and his silence, love.
Don't wait for a special date today. Don't wait until it's too late to hug him, to tell him you value him, to truly listen to him.
📌 It doesn't matter if he was perfect. No father is. But if he taught you to fight, if he was there when you needed him, if he still tries to be there for you in his own way... he's already done more than many do.
Let him know that his efforts were worth it. That his advice didn't fall on deaf ears. And that his presence, even with his mistakes, was a gift in your life.
Because a father doesn't expect applause... he only dreams of his children becoming good people.
And if today you walk with values, with effort, with respect... you are already honoring his name.
🖤 Sometimes, the best tribute you can give him... is to live in a way that makes him proud of having raised you.
A beautiful tribute to the father figure the man, his heart and his soul, … PK🌎, … I’d have loved to have known my father, and having read your words, your beautifully descriptive words, … I know I’ve missed out on a lot, … take care and thank you for sharing,…💙
The same for me, pk🌎, he was an alcoholic with violence, … as you say a sickness, … forgiveness and understanding why, goes a long way, … hugs to you my friend,…🤗
Muchas gracias por leer. Falleció hace 4 años, me marcó mucho desde pequeño su alcohólico y ahora muchos traumas aún sin superar y cosas que ningún niño debe ver no pasar.
Vielen lieben Dank für deine liebevollen Gedanken.
Ich hatte vor einem halben Jahr, eine Palmblattlesung. Mein Vater starb vor fünf Jahren und der Rishi sagte mir, das mein Vater noch nicht weiter inkarniert hat, ich kann daher mit meinen Vater noch Kontakt aufnehmen, falls es noch was zu besprechen gibt. Ja und ich spreche immer wieder mit meinen Vater, ich verstehe ihn jetzt immer mehr, desto älter ich selbst werde.
Wow! This is truly beautiful! Even though I’m not close with my father. I pray he is at peace, as well as all fathers – who are seen and unseen around the globe. Bless your hearts! We wouldn’t be here without you!🌹🫶🏾🤍🙏🏾😇
That was so beautifully expressed. My parents nurtured and loved us from the time we were children and my father had the highest ethics which he demonstrated not only in his work in the political and business world but also in the home.
Muchas gracias Rita,
A beautiful post.
I didn’t have this love but I was determined to be present and sacrifice for my children.
Thank you for sharing my friend.
Este poema es un tributo profundo, honesto y conmovedor a la figura paterna, especialmente a ese padre silencioso, trabajador, muchas veces incomprendido, cuya forma de amar no siempre se expresa con palabras, pero sí con actos. 👏👏👏
Beautiful words to father’s out there. I never new this kind of love until I saw it in my husband to our daughters. It is priceless and I am blessed to atleast have a glimpse of it. Thank you
Beautiful and true. As a Christian, a father, and a son who misses his dad… this touches deeply.
A father’s love is often quiet, but it speaks loud through sacrifice. I miss mine every day. His strength, his silence, his love shaped me. I pray to live in a way that honors him and brings glory to our Heavenly Father.🕊️💙
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