A Father, A Son — 105 Years of Love 🎂🤍

Hi everyone, my name is Chad.
This is my dad, Henry — 105 years old 🤍

Standing beside him today, my heart feels fuller than words can explain. My eyes still well up when I look at him, because for my entire life, this man has been my anchor, my guide, my quiet strength.

There was a time when his hand held mine as we walked these streets together 🤝
He showed me how to be strong, how to be kind, how to stand tall even when life felt heavy.
He taught me what love looks like through actions, not words.

Now the roles have gently shifted.
I stand beside him — steady, watchful, protective 💪
Not because he is weak, but because he once did the same for me.
Everything I am traces back to the lessons he lived every day.

After 105 years of life — through joy, loss, laughter, and time itself — my father smiled and said he’s simply grateful that he still gets to call me “my boy.” 🤍
And in that moment, I realized something powerful: no matter how old we get, we never outgrow being someone’s child.