I’ve been fiddling with my thoughts and I doubt I’ll ever find the right words suitable enough for this daunting time. You were the first man I ever knew as my father. The man with a heart of gold that raised me as his own and gave nothing less than everything for me, my brother and my mother. I remember years ago when I had first got back into contact with you expressing how proud you were of nacho and I. It’s insane that you even let me name you business when I was only 17 years old (that’s a lot of trust in an undeveloped teenage lol). I remember when you told me I would achieve great things in life and every day I worked hard to do just that. I worked hard and continue to work hard to this day to continue making everyone that loves me proud of who I am and who I’m becoming still. I remember the laughs we exchanged, the knowledge you blessed me with like water on a growing flower. You saw in me what I couldn’t in my worst days. I remember our conversations during tough times that guided me towards the light at the end of the tunnel. I could say I’m sad, confused, shocked but mainly im ok with the thought of you not being in pain and being in a much better place than what this world had to offer while we all temporarily reside here. Dad, I’ll always love you. I’ll always keep your memories embedded in my head and in my heart. I’ll never forget the words you spoke to me. I’ll see you again someday but until then please continue looking over those who love you. R.I.P Ignacio Cruz Jr. 🖤 https://www.instagram.com/p/CHa6PCtr12r/?igshid=1u9h1s9vvp6kn