Saying goodbye...
Remember, remember, the 5th of November. This will now forever be the day, that I lost my dad to cancer. Plagued with illness unrelated to what took you for over a decade, to this tragic and sudden end. I can only take comfort in that maybe now, you're finally at peace. I love you more than I could ever describe. For the years I had with you I am forever grateful and I'll always hold you in my heart. On a night with smoke-filled air and explosions of fireworks in the sky. My family and I stood by my father's side as he spent his final hours on this earth. Diagnosed with secondary Oesophageal cancer (cancer of the Gullet) and an unknown primary, he was given at most 2 months to live. 11 years prior, he suffered a severe stroke which left him disabled. This lead to complications with the cancer and left him too weak to undergo any chemotherapy. I struggle to wrap my head around everything that has happened within the past 72 hours. The day before his passing, despite bein...