Lonely Road
One week before arriving at school, my father was diagnosed with leukemia. I can't even begin to describe how hard it has been coming to grips that my dad has cancer. Other people get cancer...other families cry and struggle and shave their heads, go on support walks, and raise awareness by wearing their t-shirts and ribbon pins. Not me...not my family! Yet...there I was...face-to-face with the reality that my father, my dear daddy, the man I love... has. cancer. Death is not what I fear...it's facing the unknown, the uncertainties, and the unpredictable that frightens me. A flood gate of questions opened...How long does he have left on this earth? What does this mean for my dad physically? How is my mom going to get through this? Should I even go to school or stay home? Will insurance even cover this? STOP. Just trust. Trust in what? Pray. How can I pray with ten million questions going through my head? Focus on...TRUTH. I s...