I can’t believe it’s been a year. A whole year since my dad lost his fight with cancer. The pain has definitely subsided over that time, especially knowing that he isn’t suffering anymore. No more shitty chemo. No more convulsions. No more meds. No more being an invalid. And that’s good because my dad hated being dependent on anyone.
Tonight, I’ll join my family in a service to remember my dad. And that’s good because we all need some closure.
We miss you dad.