![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bare_bearToday is the 6th year anniversary of my Dad losing his own fight with Cancer (the Bastard). It does and doesn't seem that long. His was a pretty epic battle, and my Dad's strength and determination during it is something I look to to this day when I'm struggling with something. The low points only highlighted the high ones.
I'm sad. I miss my Dad, even if we never talked much. I loved just hanging out with him, watching some show that my Mom hated (home improvement, Mr. Bean, Royal Canadian Air Farce, cooking shows, etc). He was a smart, stubborn, loud (even after he lost his layrinx), determined man, and I'm proud to be his daughter.
I'm also scared, athough I know I have no reason to be. At least Mom's surgery isn't until tomorrow. I don't think I would've dealt well if it were today.
Think I'm going to convince some of my co-workers to come out for lunch with me today. Have a (dammit, non-alcoholic) drink to him. :) Tonight, my Mom, Step-Dad, and Brother are coming over, so maybe I'll pick up something to really toast him with on the way home!
I'm sad. I miss my Dad, even if we never talked much. I loved just hanging out with him, watching some show that my Mom hated (home improvement, Mr. Bean, Royal Canadian Air Farce, cooking shows, etc). He was a smart, stubborn, loud (even after he lost his layrinx), determined man, and I'm proud to be his daughter.
I'm also scared, athough I know I have no reason to be. At least Mom's surgery isn't until tomorrow. I don't think I would've dealt well if it were today.
Think I'm going to convince some of my co-workers to come out for lunch with me today. Have a (dammit, non-alcoholic) drink to him. :) Tonight, my Mom, Step-Dad, and Brother are coming over, so maybe I'll pick up something to really toast him with on the way home!
