It was a crazy rollercoaster year.
My dad was misdiagnosed. His cancer wasn't pancreatic... It was liver. He went through some chemo, and it helped, a little. But then it stopped working and he got sick. We spent a lot of time together, and I was there when he lost his battle in October. Its been 80 days since we said goodbye.
I'm still grieving. Every day.
But, I'm not wallowing. I'm seeing the good in each day. I'm spending time with those who love me. I'm working, going to school, and just staying busy. |