02/21/2026
I woke up sharply this morning - I will never forget being awaken to a call in the early morning on February 21st 2004 to the words “ Amanda, honey, I’m sorry….you’re daddy’s dead…he just passed an hour or so ago….”
My world came crashing down - it forever changed - I had just gotten him back in my life…he was gone. No more calls - no saved voicemails - no more hugs - no goodbye - just ripped out of my life and gone. And for a lost 18 year old in a horrible place, it broke me to a completely new level.
I still to this day wake up around the same time every morning every February 21st…shoot up in the bed and start talking to my daddy and Jesus and cry as I express how much I miss him. I know he knows ♥️ I walk everyday feeling that slight hover, that gentle hug…I know it’s him. He was such a loving and caring father. I’m thankful for the time I had, the last phone call and words he spoke to me, and knowing that I will walk with him again, alongside Jesus in heaven one day 💜
I love you daddy - Forever & Always.