I spoke to my dad on the phone tonight (he is on the opposite side of the country) and since he was diagnosed a bit over month ago we had our first really long, emotional chat where dad talked openly about his cancer. I am still teary thinking about what he said and his courage that has - I have never admired him more.
He spoke about not being scared and that he didn't want anyone to worry or feel sorry for him - hence he has not told many people. He lives in a small country town where he is much loved and a fixture and I know that he would hate for anyone to view him as a victim. He amazes me so much how he keeps saying that there are people far worse off than he, and how happy and lucky he is in life.
I had to stifle tears when he spoke of his love for my mum and his kids and the only thing he is scared of is not being around for his grandchildren. His insurance money was also approved today and he was so happy because my mum will now be ok financially if anything happens.
I know the odds are in his favour - but god it hurts thinking that this amazing man has to fight this awful disease and that he may not be around to be an old man with grey hair and family making fun of his jokes.
Sorry that this is so soppy....darn pregnancy hormones :)