Saturday, November 21, 2009

SO much for the good days. here comes the bad ones.

Today, 2 years ago. My daddy, my best friend, my ROCK, MY EVERYTHING was given his death sentence. Diagnosed with Small Cell Lung Cancer. NO CURE, NO SURGERY. Chemo and radiation to buy him some time. AND hope that it doesn't spread anymore that it already has.

Make your final preparations. Say your goodbyes, finish your unfinished business.

How would you like to live, KNOWING that you are going to die very SOON, and there is NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT..

my heart will never accept that he is gone.







1 comment:

Candace said...

I wish I could have known him better. He's a good man. Not he was - but he is, for he still exists! I'm sorry that you are hurting so much right now. Your in my prayers. I love you girl!