On December 28, 2025, at 1:45 am, my father lost his battle with glioblastoma after a courageous 13-month fight. My strong soldier answered his calling home to be with God. He was an incredible man, a loving husband, friend, son, brother, and person, but most of all, the best father I could have ever asked for.

Even without having a father of his own to guide him, he made sure I always had everything I needed and showed my mother and I endless love. He was always thinking of others, helping whenever he could without ever seeking credit or recognition. Even while facing his illness, he worried more about us than himself, making sure I would be okay when his time came.

I humbly ask for your help in giving him the beautiful funeral he deserves. I hope to honor him by making him proud and helping to cover funeral expenses and any remaining medical bills so my mom doesn’t have to, just as he would have wanted. Any amount would be deeply appreciated ❤️