Hi everyone. Unfortunately, one of my worst fears came true, and my dad passed away unexpectedly after moving to Florida less than 2 weeks ago to be closer to us, and have a new start.

I got him a house he was supposed to move into today. I used my only savings to pay first, last month's rent, and security deposit down. While I’m working to get that money back, I’d like to be able to give my dad a proper burial and memorial that I unfortunately don’t want to think about but need to start planning.

Any help will be greatly appreciated, and I know my dad would be thankful for the help during this time because the last thing he would ever want to do is put this on me.

Thank you to everyone that loved him for who he was. I know he is in heaven now and no longer in pain, dancing with mom. One day we will have the most beautiful reunion ever.

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My dad. I loved my dad so much more than words can say. I’ve always been so scared to lose him because he’s always meant so much to me. I’ve always been a daddy's girl. He did no wrong in my eyes. I looked past everything because he was my dad.

I’ve prayed since I was a little girl to never take my dad from me. I didn’t know if I could ever bear the pain. Turns out that was true.

My dad moved down here 2 weeks ago for a new start. He wanted to get healthy and build a relationship with his grandkids. He wanted to try.

I know he did try. He bought Kam a BB gun, he had me laughing for hours. I don’t know how he was so funny all the time, but he was. I’m glad I got to experience the “Joker” again.

I never gave up on him. I had to protect my kids and their hearts first. He knew that. But I had faith he could get through it because he said his mind was strong. He said he could do it.

He loved me. He cherished his mom.

I just wish I (we) could have had more time.

I still wanted to take you on the boat, and fishing, and start up our business, and see you healthy and thriving. And Laurence really needed that walk. I got you a new place. You were supposed to move in today. Your medicine came today. You wanted me to find you a church. You wanted me to help you share your story with teenagers—to help them. We were going to start working on your story.

I know this was part of God’s plan. You died here so I could be the one to give you a proper resting place. So we could see you one last time. So I could hear your voice and laugh, and eat one more SMG Pizza and give you a hug. I’ll miss your hugs.

I hope my dad knows how sorry I am. I wish I could have done more. I’ll always be your ‘baby’.

From my dad himself. Tell everyone back there… I said..

Adios!

RIP Dad. I love you.