🛡️ He was fearless — the kind of man who ran toward danger so others could make it home safely. Courage wasn’t something he talked about; it was how he lived every day.

🤍 Though he is no longer here, his presence never truly left. It lives in the lessons he taught, the love he gave, and the strength he passed on.

🖌️ I painted him not just to remember his face, but to hold onto his spirit. Every brushstroke carries love, grief, and the slow, gentle process of healing ✨.

💭 When words feel too small for loss, art becomes a voice. This piece whispers what my heart will always know:
✨ You mattered.
✨ You are deeply missed.
✨ You will never be forgotten 🕊️.

🤍 If this brings someone to mind — someone you’ve lost — take a quiet moment for them today.
Because love doesn’t disappear…
🌱 it lives on in memory, in art, and in the hearts that remember ✨.