Well done, well done. My good and faithful one. You have won the race and now you’re home. 🤍 My hero is healed and at rest. My precious Daddy hung up his jersey on Sunday after his difficult battle with ALS. Five years of fighting so bravely but yet so beautifully, never once complaining about the cruel disease or his condition. In difficult moments he was always the comforter. He constantly reminded my family of the things we should be grateful for and how blessed we truly were. Thank you, Daddy; for teaching me so many valuable life lessons, for teaching me to play tennis, for teaching me to appreciate the small simple things in life, for teaching me to be kind to others and love with all of my heart, for reminding me to never take advantage of the beautiful gift of life. Thank you for leading our family well. Thank you for helping our family keep all things in perspective, focusing on the things that really matter in this lifetime and always pointing us back to Jesus. *Continued in comments*