by Rhonda Anderson
(Ontario Canada )
On April 18 2014, which was my 35th birthday I lost my dad to cancer. He was diagnosed with the cancer about a week before passing. He was I'll and admitted to hospital on April 1, the cancer wasn't catergorozed as a specific cancer as they couldn't find the exact spot where it originated. He did have some in his pancreas, they think in his bowel as well as other places. We were waiting for him to be released from the hospital as that we his wish, he was walking and talking joking and laughing and within a matter of 48 hours he went from that state to the state of continuous sleep. My brothers, myself and my dad's wife and step daughter as well as a few of dad's siblings and my 90 year old grandmother surrounded him as he took his last breaths and passed away. It has not been the same without my dad, I miss him beyond words!!! I think about him everyday, I want to call him and can't. Tears fill my eyes when I think I will never get to hear his voice again and my children won't get to see him (they are only 2 and 10). I am wondering if this feeling of sadness will ever not feel so much to deal with.