A little girl made wings for her dad

Those wings never stopped a fall. They never blocked the wind. They never carried him into the sky.

But they reminded him, every single day, that someone on the ground was building hope with her hands, believing with her whole heart that love could keep him safe.

And in a world full of steel and wires and risk, that kind of faith is its own kind of armor.

Sometimes, the strongest protection doesn’t come from what you wear on your body.

It comes from being loved enough for someone to build you wings.