Life Can Be Heavy...
It has been a long time since my last entry, and for the very simple reason that life happens - until it doesn't. And health is there until it is not. My father, the much-beloved patriarch of our family, was recently diagnosed with metastatic cancer. Our rock. Our Superman. Our living example of faith, family, and hard work. Suddenly, with one fateful sentence, everything we knew was flipped completely upside down and all our priorities changed. We learned about many scary terms. We thought many scary thoughts. And we cried ourselves to sleep, dreaming many scary dreams. After weeks and weeks in hospital, my father is back home with a road full of treatment and tests in front of him. And that road, it seems, may be shorter than we hoped. Me and my Dad at Sick Kids in the 80s But he is still here. He's some 40 lbs lighter and 2 drain tubes heavier, but he is here. The movements may be slower but the mind is clear and the will is strong. And our family is ral