09/09/2026
She didn't draw the plane. She coloured it in — every stripe a different colour, no plane in the world looks like this one.
But she wrote DAD in the sky herself. One letter facing the wrong way. That part stays. We don't fix it.
Now it's wrapped around a candle that'll sit on his desk long after the paper would've ended up in a drawer.
It doesn't have to be a masterpiece. It just has to be theirs 🤍