June 19th was a heartbreaking day for my family. This morning my dad fell out of bed after doing the same thing the night before. Last night, my husband was able to help him, but this morning, he couldn’t. When my husband went into my parents’ room this morning, he found him kneeling, as if he had been praying. So, he died how he lived- talking to his Father in Heaven. I love you, Dad, and I will miss you so much. I am so grateful I have been able to call you Dad- my first hero. Thank you for always being there for me!