Bye Daddy
My dad was a good man. He was my mom's best friend. He was my hero. Last week the world lost a good man, best friend and hero; the world lost my father. I was lucky enough to have been raised by both of my parents, and never could I picture a world without one or both of them. Now today, I am living that. 16 months ago my father's health struggles began when he was diagnosed with bladder cancer last fall. It's been one hell of a ride for him and my mom. In and out of doctor's offices, emergency room visits and his final stay in hospice. Not once did he complain about the pain he was in and he did his best to live a full life. When his health took a massive decline last week, I just knew it was near the end for him. I got to speak with him on the phone and the last thing he said to me was, 'I'll be better later, I promise.' Even during all his suffering he was hopeful he would get better. Two nights before he passed away my mom, sister and I each got to mak