Funeral Expenses for Eddie Morales

Yesterday my biggest nightmare became reality. My father lost his fight to CHF. Although that was his most recent diagnosis, he suffered greatly from an array of health problems over several years of addictions and depression. However, let us remember, those things DO NOT define the man or memory he left behind. He was much more than that.

This year has been an incredible start to a healing process, acceptance, and resolve for us. It is unthinkable that I will never get to hold his hand again, or have him hold me in his arms, or hear him call me 'Baby Bop' or 'Slim' or 'Little Eddie'. Every moment I have another realization that I will not get to experience another memory with him, but I will always be a daddy's girl.

Depression in itself is an incredible battle that makes it so hard to see beauty even in simple things, like our beautiful Charleston sunrises and clouds. On my flight home, I looked out the window and saw the clouds and for the first time, I was crying happy tears knowing he can see the beauty in the clouds again now.

I felt compelled to write this as I know there are so many suffering and need to know they're not alone. Please spend as much time with the people you love as much as possible. Many hide great darkness; be the light for as many as possible as you never know their inner struggle.
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Help us celebrate the life of our father. We are now requesting donations for burial/memorial services at this time. Any help would be greatly appreciated.