This afternoon I got the call no one is prepared to take..My dad passed away today. Over the past couple years my father has had his issues and I’ve been angry with him, I didn’t wish him a happy birthday this past year, I fought with him that he wasn’t present in my children’s life.. he barely knew Raina.. the videos I posted are my only memories of them together. Despite what has happened, he was my dad. If you aren’t close with your parents I’m here to tell you it’s doesn’t hurt any less. When I was a child my dad loved me so much. My mom and my aunts would tell me I was wrapped around my fathers finger. I have the best memories with my dad- we would walk for hours every halloween filling up pillow cases of candy, we would skip rocks at sewaren bay for hours, I once wanted a dog so my dad dropped me off on my moms porch with a dog and drove away when she answered the door. When my mom used to pick me up from weekends with my dad, my dad would stand in the street and as my mom drove away we would sign language I love you to each other until I could no longer see him. He always stuck up for me even when I was wrong- one time my cousin Dan and I decided to color and draw all over his walls at my aunts house-my aunt gave us a spounge and water and my dad secretly helped me clean it. My dad was the funniest person I knew. When I was in labor with Jayce no one would give my dad information so he tried to break into the unit to get to me and when Jayce was born my father and Jayce were best friends. That was his pop pop and they would pretend to run from the cops together, he would let Jayce wrestle him awake every morning. When Raina was born- my father was there waiting for me. When I bought my kids the entire store for Christmas my dad came over and put everything together. My dad hung my curtains. My dad put together my bed frames. My dad once walked to my apartment in a blizzard (took him an hour) with no jacket on his back because I needed to get to work and my car was stuck I was a single mother alone with a toddler and an infant- when my dad arrived he got my car out in one try... he wasn’t mad. My dad couldn’t help who he became.. he lost his family because who he became and decisions he made in life but he loved us. I choose to remember the good memories of my father because that’s who he really was.. a hilarious loving dad who loved his grandchildren. I listened to the Beatles the entire way home for you I love you daddy and I’ll see you on the other side watch over my babies for me.

Services will be held and when I receive more information on dates and times it will be posted.