My Grandpa Turns 97: My Forever Hero
Today, Grandpa hits 97 — but it’s more than a number.
When I lost my parents, he stepped in without a second thought.

He became my shield  , my guide  , my home  .
With steady hands and endless love, he raised me through storms — teaching true strength: patience, sacrifice, pure care.
These hands built lives. These eyes witnessed history. This heart loved fiercely for a century.
Every wrinkle tells a legend. Every year, a gift.
At 97, he’s still my anchor   — proof that love conquers all.

Grateful beyond words. Blessed beyond measure.
Happy Birthday, Grandpa — my eternal hero!