Today my heart is aching. Just six weeks after being diagnosed my dad lost his battle with Pancreatic Cancer. Though, I did have time to prepare for this, it still hurts beyond belief. I got the phone call from my mom at 4:30 am and I just knew. I knew why she was calling, and I prepared myself before I even called her back. As happy as I am that I got 26 years with my dad, I'm greedy to say I want 26 more! After I hung up the phone with my mom I layed in bed, imagining him being greeted by his mom, dad and sister. It seriously brought a smile to my face.
I want to thank everyone for the phone calls, e-mails, and text messages. It has helped me through one of the worst memories of my life. During my heartache, I am content knowing that God now holds and comforts my dad in way no one here ever could.
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