In Loving Memory of Henry Perry It is with unimaginable heartbreak that I share that my beloved husband, Henry Perry, passed away yesterday, July 4th, at 7:30 p.m., surrounded by love. I was by his side until his very last breath. I held his hand, and my head rested on his chest as I told him how deeply he was loved. It was the hardest goodbye I have ever had to say. Henry was only 41 years old. He was an incredible husband, a devoted father to our three boys, and a man whose kindness and love touched everyone who knew him. He fought so hard, and we fought right alongside him, never giving up hope. Although our miracle wasn't the one we prayed for, I find comfort knowing that he is no longer suffering and is finally at peace. Our hearts are shattered. The silence he leaves behind is overwhelming, and the road ahead feels impossible to imagine. Our boys have lost their father, and I have lost the love of my life. From the bottom of my heart, thank you to everyone who has prayed for Henry, donated, shared our fundraiser, sent messages, or simply kept our family in your thoughts. Your kindness has carried us through the darkest days of our lives, and we will never forget the love you've shown us. As we begin the painful journey of laying Henry to rest and learning how to move forward without him, we humbly ask for your continued support. All donations will now go toward Henry's funeral and memorial expenses, our household bills, and helping provide stability for our family as we navigate life without him. Every donation, every prayer, and every share means more than words can ever express. Please continue to keep our family—especially our three boys—in your prayers as we grieve this tremendous loss. Henry, I love you with all my heart. Thank you for loving me, for loving our boys, and for giving us a lifetime of memories that we will cherish forever. Until we meet again. ❤️