Help Honor Reginald Bishop's Memory

On July 18th, 2024, my dad, Reginald Bishop, transitioned over to our heavenly father. I’m writing this today because I’m going through a rough time handling my dad's affairs after his passing. I am his daughter, 22, Lillian Green.

Since the beginning of 2024, my dad was diagnosed with prostate cancer which required him to go through numerous radiation treatments. During the end of April, the radiation chemo was no longer effective for him. My dad was rushed to the hospital to have immediate hip replacement surgery. From then on, I devoted and poured into my dad's recovery. I lived on my own since I graduated high school. During his recovery, I made the decision to have my dad move in with me. I took a leave of absence from my jobs as a teacher and case manager for shelters. I took full responsibility to care for him. He needed 24-hour care. I was his home health aide without receiving any pay. Taking care of my dad was not a job to me. It was my mission. “‘Honor your father and your mother, as the Lord your God commanded you, that your days may be long, and that it may go well with you in the land that the Lord your God is giving you.”

After Father’s Day, June 16, 2024, my dad was placed back in the hospital but this time placed on hospice.

Currently, right now I'm dealing with his side of the family issues. I'm unable to receive any access to my dad's personal items as of right now and the only way I will be able to is if I fight in court.

My dad was in hospice. I, his daughter, 22, was his sole caregiver and his health proxy. My aunt removed his phone and replaced it with a new phone during this time while he was mentally and physically vulnerable. She continued irrational decision making for my dad. Legally I was his health proxy and sole provider and didn't have the authority to do so. His family didn't have any type of relationship until the moment my dad was sick. Eventually, when my dad passed, she took everything out of the hospital, including his keys to his apartment, wallet with all his personal cards and information as well as his iPhone. I was living with him at the time of his hospice stage so I am locked out of “my home” with my things as well. Currently, I have nothing of my dad even down to the glass he wore everyday.

Due to my dad being my main priority, I was unable to work to receive a significant amount of money to pay for his funeral. I am being threatened to pay for a funeral that I was supposed to be getting support from my dad's immediate family from such as his siblings. I am being pushed out until after the funeral. As well as not being included with planning my dad's services.

According to them, they are his “next of kin” before HIS CHILD, his sole provider, and caretaker. Unfortunately, this happened unexpectedly, me and my dad didn't prepare for this moment financially or physically. My dad didn't have any life insurance so everything will be coming out of my pocket.

No later than 1 day after the loss of my dad, I had no choice but to return back to teaching to pay for these funeral expenses. I had no opportunity or genuine support to grief in peace.

The funeral is next week on August 8th, 2024. Unfortunately, the funeral is cancelled until I can pay his family for his items and funeral. I cannot wait until then to receive his stuff. This is totally unfair. It was just me and him ALONE during this whole process. Family who don't know him never spent a holiday or birthday with him. I have NOTHING of my dad at all but memories. My heart is broken.

My dad was an amazing hard-working man. The best thing he was, was being a father to me. We only had each other and now I have nothing. My dad is reflection. He brought life back into me when I was depressed and wanted to give up. This man loved me unconditionally if I can do this life over and do this again I will do it all over just for him. I was the only person there and stood by my dad just like he always did me. I am doing everything in my power to make sure my dad is sent off the correct way. I wrote this paragraph million times because I can't understand whats going on rn. Its very disheartening. Anyone that crosses path with my dad, Reggie or Dj Lordd Stratch, loved him. Right now Im asking for your support and strong prayers at this time.