On December 23, my father, my hero was called Home. This was completely unexpected. My mother works seasonally and this has put a huge financial burden on her. She cannot even grieve the loss of her husband of 34 years with all the bills piling up. To those of you who personally knew my father, knew him as a man of few words, a man who had the heart of gold. He put others before himself. I was very blessed to have him as my father. He passed his big ol’ heart on to me. My dad, who has done everything in his power to support my mother and me, did just that, but didn’t think about his health issues. Due to that, he did not have life insurance. Dad was the head of the household, where he was the sole provider to pay all bills. Given that, my mother is under a great deal of stress and anxiety trying to squeeze the most out of every penny. She does this well, but this is putting a huge strain on her. She’s a very strong, and humble woman who doesn’t ask for much (hence why I’m doing this), but sometimes she needs to know its ok to ask for help by friends and family. She’s the only person in my immediate family left, and I try my best to support her in every way possible. Things have been hard for the past 4 years, with Heinsie (my brother) passing as well. Having lost my brother in 2011, while deployed to Afghanistan serving our country, and then my father in 2014, have been the most challenging years yet. I wish this upon no one. The pain we feel is real, it is heavy, and by far the hardest thing we were ever dealt. These donations will help pay off the cost of the funeral and help my mother upkeep bills, and keep her house warm during this dreadful winter. I thank you from the bottom of my heart (for those who know me, it’s a big ol’ heart like my dad’s) for you kind generosity and support.