When I was 25, I unwillingly said good-bye to my father after watching him suffer a horrible six-month battle with cancer that ended up riddling his entire body before he passed. It was then that I became a member of the Dead Parents to Cancer (DPC) Club. On July 6, 2001, my oldest niece was... Continue Reading →
A Little Piece of Happiness, Compassion and/or Meaning
Over the last 12 years, I've come to realize a few things after you lose someone close to your heart. All you look for day in and day out is just that little piece of hope, compassion and meaning in everything you do to help the days go by easier. Because now I've come to fully understand the truth about life... Continue Reading →