My dad came to my room every night to say goodnight and pray with me before I went to sleep, when I couldn't sleep he sat on the edge of my bed till I fell asleep and as soon as he got up to walk away thinking I was asleep I'd wake up and follow him to his room. He'd sleep on the cheetah couch in front of his bed and let me sleep in his bed almost every night because I hated sleeping and could never sleep in my own bed. I have had really bad migraines since I was like 14 years old, every single time I get one he is the first person I call/ whether I was in NY, LA, traveling overseas.. my dad would sit on FaceTime with me while I'm in a pitch black dark room with a cold towel over my face telling me I'm gonna be okay. I watched my dad break his ribs and then refuse to go to the hospital because he didn't want to leave me at the house alone when I had the flu. He took me to Niagara Falls when his lung collapsed and didn't want to leave before I saw the waterfalls so we just took our time and walked really slow to get to the edge, he drove all the way home and then went to the hospital. All I have is stories of my dad being more than human because that's all he has ever been to me. Our whole world could be falling apart and as soon as my dad told me it's going to be okay I genuinely didn't worry anymore. I don't know what to do without you dad and I don't wanna do anything without you. I love you and I'm going to miss you everyday for the rest of my life. I'll try my hardest to be strong because I know that's what you would do and what you would want me to do. I love you and you can rest now. Thank you for fighting so hard I don't know anyone who could do what you have done. I love you. 🕊♥️