In lieu of flowers - I need your help

December of last year I received a phone call from Palm Bay Hospital stating that my father had been admitted after being found wandering his neighborhood following a stroke. As to when he actually had the stroke, no one knows. As his daughter, I took on the task of taking care of my father despite working a full time time job with long hours and 3 children at home. To my surprise I found out that my father had not been taking care of himself physically for years. I was able to get him into a rehabilitation center which he was, in my opinion, released too soon. I was then pressed to find him temporary living arrangements as he could no longer take care of himself and his home where he had resided for the past 11 years was not in living condition due to his love of hoarding. I was able to get him into Grand Villa Assisted Living Facility which was not what I wanted for him nor did he want. Not to mention, his income was less then the monthly fee to keep him there...plus he had other debts which included rent at his prior residence which at that point was a giant storage unit. I made the decision to purchase a home that would suit my father's needs as well as the needs of my own family. I was also able to get my father re established with the VA so that he could receive the proper care he required as he had not seen a doctor in years. This required me to take multiple days off of work to get him to appointments, etc. Then the coronavirus hit and everything got set back....  We were not able to visit for a few months due to the facility being on lock down as well as the shear fact that I deal with the public on a daily basis and I did not want to risk getting him sick. Along with homeschooling 3 children and still working full time. We finally closed on the house at the end of June. We were able to set my Dad's residence up here on the property prior to moving ourselves so that he could be comfortable and allow him to sit back and relax. In the mean time, we still had our home to move as well as his home to sort through and move. A very stressful situation to say the least but there was a light at the end of the tunnel and I felt all would be well worth it. Once we were settled the plan was to get all of my Dad's final wishing set and in order. Needless to say, that never happened as I figured we had at least 10 years left. However.....June 12th I went to wake my father for breakfast and meds and he had passed in his sleep. He told me he had never slept so good just days before. I feel comfort in knowing all the hard work had payed off and we were on the right track to his and our families wellness with the plans we had for the farm. All I wanted was for him to be okay and for my children to have a relationship with their Grandpa Dave. Now I have found myself losing my other father, missing work, bills piling up which include a new mortgage that was going to be shared and my father's burial, debts, etc all on me. Along with trying to provide for my family. If you can help in anyway, this is the way. In lieu of flowers, please consider donating. I am not one to EVER ask for assistance with anything. I have had to swollow my pride for this one. Please share any photos or memories you have with my father, Dave, as well. Also, please share this fundraiser. My father was a mystery man. He traveled most of his life. I know he has friends all over the world. He was also a disabled Vet who paid his dues in Vietnam. He will be so missed. 

Hold your our loved ones tight and appreciate the time you have with them because it can all be taken away in the blink of an eye. 

Blessings to you and yours ~

Jessica Poindexter