In Loving Memory of Jorge Durand Yosikado

They say that a girl’s first true love is her father, a man who cherishes her, protects her, and loves her above all else. 

My father was mine. He and I were inseparable growing up, and I was always a daddy’s girl. I loved when people would mention how much I resembled him, I was proud.

I loved and love my father for everything that he was. He was loving, he had a sense of humor that would have everyone laughing in the room, and he was my favorite “renegon,” I am like him in that way too.

I was very excited to have finally bought a home, where my father could have a room to visit and spend time with his grandson, my husband and me. To enjoy his very well earned retirement. He had looked forward to spending time with Julian, who he had not been able to enjoy as much as he would’ve liked due to the distance.

He was ecstatic to find out that my brother and sister in law, who we did not know whether they would be able to conceive, were expecting! He waited anxiously for his recovery to meet this miracle child.

I am angry; I am upset; I am sad; I miss him so dearly. I know that he fought till the last moment, so that he can come back to us. But he succumbed to this beast that is COVID 19. With strict no visitor rules, it even took away our opportunity to say goodbye, to be with him in his last moments so that he would not be alone.

This leaves us very broken hearted, with chest pain that feels so real and physical, and a knotted and twisted stomach. weak.

At the very least, I find some comfort in knowing that he is resting peacefully, with God, as he had accepted him as his savior.

With all of the emotional pain and stress that a loss like this brings, it also is accompanied by financial burdens. With this fundraiser we are in hopes to raise the funds for his medical bills and funeral expenses.

We are thankful for any support you may be able to provide. Please keep us in your prayers.

He will be missed by all but his memory will live on forever.