It was hard to think that in February my dad, mom, brother and I was told that he had a baseball size tumor(cancer) in his bladder that had to come out. All the months of chemo he went threw he still told us that he was not going to beat it that the cancer would win. With me and my mom and siblings telling him he would. Sad to say he was right all along he knew he told mom that the chemo did not change anything. Who knew 5 months after being diagnosed we would be burying him. This stinks this Thursday he was scheduled to have his bladder removed and after he was well he wanted to take his wife of 43 years to the ocean where she had never been. Life is to short not promised tomorrow live like its your last. I know I will.
Posted on: Mon, 29 Jul 2013 00:22:09 +0000
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