At 12:08am this morning my dad passed away while I read out loud from the bible. It was peaceful and he didn’t suffer. My brother got in a few hours prior, and we all let him know that it was okay – Tony was here now and he could rest. My brother and I printed a bunch of family photos, and stuck them all around the walls so he could see.

He smiled before he passed on. Although it hurts with every ounce of my being – I know he’s happy now and no longer suffering.