I lost not only my daddy but my person. This man saved me when I went down a dark path when my mama passed away. I wouldn’t have survived losing her without him. He gave me a reason to go on. I watched him become my daughter’s best friend. She misses her Papa so much. I know she was given to me to help me through losing him; I just didn’t think it would be so soon.

It’s funny because I think back and he told me let’s make Christmas of 2020 our best one. I said how will we in the middle of the pandemi? He says I don’t know but we just have to make it memorable. He ordered us matching PJs, took all the pictures I wanted even though he hated them. Taught me to cook the most important meals … I think he knew.

He fought his way off the ventilator to be well enough to talk to me one last time …

I always disliked bed time. I was ready, he would tell me he wasn’t but to just go. He’d get himself in bed when he was ready … I’d go no dad you’re too weak this late in the day. I’ll wait and help. He’d turn on his favorite show. I’d settle on the couch with my phone or a book. And not even 5 mins later he’d be asleep in the chair … I’d say ready? He’d say nah I’m awake. Then, after a while, when I was quiet he’d wake up and yell HEY! I love you and scare the crap outta me haha! And then he would be ready. And tucking him in was always a project. But I never knew how much I’d miss it. I miss hearing him tell me it was always his favorite part of the day.

On February 8, 2021, Covid stole my world …