Gerardo Pichirallo

Oh Dad💔💔💔💔, I don’t even know what to say. My heart is so broken that I feel like I can’t breathe half the time. 💔 These last two years have been such an emotional roller coaster, and I have never in my life witnessed someone fight so hard to live. You wanted to be here so badly. You fought with everything you had, not just for yourself, but for all of us. As painful as these last two years have been, they have also been one of the greatest blessings of my life. Being able to walk through it all by your side, spending so much time together, and making memories I will cherish forever. Maybe that was God’s gift to us all along. Two years ago, things looked so scary, but you kept fighting. You fought long enough to meet Ranger, to make so many more memories with your kids and grandkids, and to give us time together we might not have otherwise had. Life slowed down, and we learned to cherish every little moment with you. I will hold those memories close to my heart for the rest of my life. Dad, I am just so sad. It physically hurts. I already miss our daily phone calls, sometimes multiple times a day, talking about anything and everything. I miss your voice, your laugh, and knowing I could pick up the phone and call you whenever I wanted. Even when you were going through the hardest battle of your life, you were still such a rock in ours. You brought so much joy to everyone around you. You were truly the funniest person, and somehow, even in your final days, you still found ways to make us laugh. I have never known anyone stronger than you. I am so incredibly proud to be your daughter. I would give anything for more time, but I find peace knowing you are no longer hurting and are finally healed in the arms of Jesus. I love you so much, Dad. I wasn’t ready for a life without you. I don’t think I ever would have been. Until I get to hug you again. ❤️