What's this about -

It just hit me that I could loose him; my dad. I guess I have been denying it for so long.

What a silent killer - cancer. It's a dishonorable enemy that fights a dirty war. It's spread again, they think they found it in his liver. I don't want to face it but I am begginning that running from it isn't going to help anything. I always run away from my emotions, they scare me because I let them go years ago. Even now I feel tears welling in my eyes and I fight them back as if they were drops of acid to go down my face. I have to face this but I don't think I can do it alone. Here comes the problem, who is going to face it with me? There isn't anyone to - so I am going to write about it.