Father, you were a damn good provider. Your work ethic is one I and many others pray to have. You were a good father, even in times I didn't acknowledge it. You put things aside whenever I was in need. Even in your old age and your poor health you pushed your body to the limit even when others offered to help. They don't raise them like they raised you in today's world, and I hope that changes soon.
You're in God's hands, and I pray one day soon I'll be financially free, so you'll never have to worry about me ever again.
RIP 🙏
There's a book called "Soul Survivor" about a child who did just that, and remembered dying in a plane crash during WWII. When the parents checked into his recollections, it checked out with an actual airman.