This past week marks 4 years since my Dad passed. I never know what to say in posts like this. After all….there are only so many things to say, and also so many things to say. It’s always been a weird feeling, and I doubt that will ever change. At the risk of repeating myself from year to year I’ll just say that cancer is a bitch and I’ve really had enough of it.
Cancer took the mother of one of my childhood friends this week as well. I’ve gotten to the point of losing track of the friends and family I’ve lost to cancer. It’s depressing, and it isn’t something that they teach you to deal with growing up.
My family, right before Dad started his chemotherapy treatments.
Here are pictures of the people I’ve lost to cancer who were born in the month of March.
Grandpa P, born March 4th
Grandma P, born March 7th
Dad, born March 10th
Thank you cancer….for taking from me everyone I love who was born in March, and for forever starting my Spring off on a shitty foot!
I don’t have much else to say, the pictures speak for themselves.
I will say this……if cancer makes you angry, AND IT SHOULD, I might recommend supporting those those who are fighting this nightmare everyday, and those who have dedicated their lives to helping eliminate the nightmare. If like me, you feel like traditional charities aren’t meeting your frustration needs, I would suggest http://www.fuckcancer.org
I don’t know that another quote about cancer has ever quite made me feel like it was ok to be angry with the cards cancer has dealt me.
We are sorry if you are offended or have a problem with the word FxCK! We are offended and have a problem with the word CANCER!”
This is the reality of cancer….a father and two grandparents taken too soon. I’ve also lost my Dad’s mom to cancer! I have a serious bone to pick with this awful disease! I have however, also been fortunate enough to watch people fight and win!! Those wins are the moments which provide hope and the strength to celebrate the memories.