A day, just a day.

[jacobohare]

Didn't write about this only because I was tired. On Sunday my dad died of cancer. He fought the good fight. He was given about 6 months but he took 3 more years. :) I won't lie, that made me proud. Last week he was just tired. You could see the soul was gone and the body had yet to catch up. He was in a lot of pain. The best thing was I got the chance to tell him I loved him and I now understood how much he sacrificed for the family.

Still, I'm numb and tired too.