In memory of John H. Arendall III

Losing my Dad will be the hardest thing I’ve been through thus far. He was my heart and he was my best friend. My Dad was disabled for a little over two years before he passed. He had a long and painful journey in the hospital. The hardest part was seeing him go into the icu. A day after him going into the icu I was admitted to the hospital for right lower quadrant abdominal pain. I luckily was able to be released from the hospital 6 days after being admitted. I was still very weak and sick after leaving the hospital but forced myself to get up and see him 2 days after being discharged. Sadly that was the day he died and nobody knew it was coming. Even though he could no speak to me he could nod his head. He wanted me to be in his room alone the last time I saw him alive. Me and my Dad had a very strong Daddy daughter bond. He was my hero and the strongest and toughest person I’ve ever met. He came to me in a dream the first night I slept while he was in heaven. It is very important for me to have a memorial for him because I want to honor him and how amazing he was. This is a lot for an 18 year old girl to take on alone but I want to do this for him and my brothers. Now that my Dad has passed this also unfortunately leaves my mom to completely be a single parent. Any money that is left over after the memorial will be used for groceries, school fees, doctors appointments, ect. Thank you to everyone who donates or just has sent sweet and inspirational words. Love, Bo

Isaiah 46:4