Little piece of my world. On Valentines Day this year, my daddy was told he has Non Hodgkin's Lymphoma (a cancer that starts in cells called lymphocytes, which are part of the body's immune system). They have caught it early so they say it will be easy to get rid of. Like that is suppose to offer comfort. Cancer is cancer. The word itself is terrifying. They started him on chemo and right away they saw results. the tumor was shrinking fast. It was gonna be over with as fast as we found out about it. And then it started to grow back. So now they are trying out a different chemo to see how he reacts and how it affects the cancer.
It scares me to death to picture a world without him and lingering on it brings me to tears. By blood I am not his but that doesn't make him less of my father. He has been the only man who has showed me what it's like to have a responsible male adult in my life. He took my mother my siblings and I in and made us his own. I am a daddy's girl and I love it.Even now that I live hundreds of miles away he takes the time to message me from time to time to see how I am or just to say he loves me. A lot of people don't get that from biological parents.So if you read this please pray for him. XOXOXO
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