On Easter Sunday, we learned of my father’s terminal illness, and he chose to fight with all he had. After starting treatment, including chemotherapy, his body faced immense challenges. Despite three heart surgeries, he gave everything. Miraculously, his heart fought far longer than any doctor predicted. While they thought it would give out Monday evening, his strong heart carried him until Wednesday May 27th at 5 a.m., giving us precious extra hours. My father left us in peace and his last few hours awake he spent it sounded by family and so much love, We are all grateful for his love and courage. Thank you for being part of his fight and our family’s journey.