13/03/2025
Sometime in January, during one of my usual weekend calls with my mum, she casually mentioned, “Your dad will be 70 this year ooo…” and I half-expected her to follow up with, “Yoh Yoh Yoh… I’m kidding!”
I just laughed because, honestly, my dad never looked 70 to me. I knew he was getting older, but 70? That didn’t seem real. Then I did the math—subtracted his birth year from the present—and reality hit me… Oh wow! My dad is 70!
It’s one thing to know someone is aging; it’s another to fully grasp what that means. I’ve had the privilege of watching my dad’s journey—especially through his 40s—and witnessing the man he has become. A man of strength, resilience, and unwavering presence.
Growing up, I saw my dad as a strong, steady force, always providing, always showing up. But adulthood gave me a different lens—it made me realize the weight of his sacrifices, the struggles he never spoke of, and the silent battles he fought to give us the life we have today.
So today, I just want to say…
Thank you, Dad.
For being present.
For the sacrifices you made without ever seeking recognition.
For the life lessons that shaped not just you, but all of us.
For your wisdom, your kindness, your unwavering strength.
For being more than a father—for being a man we can all look up to.
Well, now I can officially call you Old Pops—because you are! But with age comes grace, and my prayer is that this next chapter of your life is filled with strength, love, joy, and every blessing you’ve ever prayed for.
Now that you’re finally enjoying the fruits of your labor, may nothing steal your joy—not now, not ever.
As we celebrate 70 today, we will celebrate 80, 90, and beyond!
Happy Birthday, my Old Man! Love you forever!❤️❤️