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Nine Months

Share the joy

Two weeks ago the worst two weeks of my life began.  Actually they began nine months ago when Dad came home from work early one day.  Really early.  He walked into the house  and said “I might have cancer”.  That was the first time we cried.  We haven’t stopped crying yet.

Dad did what he needed to do.  He fought the whole damn nine months.  He refused to ever consider even for a second that this was a battle he couldn’t win.  He looked to the future, he tried whatever options were available to him and he was the husband and father we knew and loved right to the end.

To the bestest Dad in the world, you are my hero xxxx