In September 2020, we lost my incredible Dad to Mesothelioma, where me, my sister and my auntie were there till the end, holding his hand and making sure that he was comfortable and that he went peacefully. Anyone who was lucky enough to have known my dad would know how strong and determined he was, he didn’t give up without a fight, that’s for sure. Dad was one of the funniest people, and he was so unbelievably caring and kind, I really couldn’t have asked for anything more. He was my rock through everything, always supporting me and putting life into perspective for me. If it wasn’t for the compassion amd support from Pilgrims Hospice that dreaded day, I don’t think I would have made it through. That’s why I am taking on the skydive in his memory. Please support however you can.