Daddy's Girl is Alone
My dad was the strongest and most loving man that has ever been in my life. He was there the day I was born and everyday of my life to share all the new things that I encountered on my journey into womanhood. My dad was diagonised with stage IV stomach and esophagus cancer in May 2013. He was as surprised as we were. I will never forget that day, I cried before he could come out of the hospital room. I didn't want to show him that I was upset. He used to call me his bodyguard because I was with him everywhere and as small as I am (petite) I always felt like I protected him! (smiling) On August 4, 2013 I celebrated my 33rd birthday and went to the hospital to see him. He could barely speak let alone sing happy birthday to me. But he called me that morning and smiled when I arrived at the hospital. The last card I received from him had his name "dad" scribbled. He could barely write it. I will cherish that always. He passed away on August 6, 2013 after his courages battle. I spent the day massaging his hands and rubbing his chest, praying over him and for him, and just talking him and reassurig him that we would all be fine. He died that night right before my aunt and I walked into his room. I will never forget that. I have never cried so much and felt so much pain. My son was very close to him and telling him the news broke my heart once more. People say that unconditional love is hard to come by. Well, I had it for 33 wonderful years from the most awesome man to walk to this earth...my dad!