My Dad
Possibly as long as two years ago, my dad started to seem a little quieter, a little less engaged and perhaps a little bit forgetful. It was cause for concern, but being a pride-filled man-accepting help wasn't his jam. Fast forward to the fall of 2023-my dad had cancer. Cancer that had been "ignored" and now a signifcant, life-saving surgery was required. He was thin, tired, forgetful, grumpy and seemingly facing death. Somehow, miraculously, 3 surgeons worked on him and saved his life. Slowly Dad started to regain strength, regain weight and his memory seemed to be...less bad. I think it would be fair to say that he had perhaps 8 good months, followed by another couple decent ones. He lived his life as he wanted- a simple life of writing, walking his beloved dog, good meals with his spouse, small outings and even a little bit of travel to see family. Things seemed good. Fast forward again, now to October 2024-Dad's cancer was back and he was told, "There's ...