I would also like to mention that I found out last week that my loving, amazing father has been diagnosed with prostate cancer. He had surgery to remove his prostate on thursday and his girlfriend (of 8 years) called me and informed me that everything went perfectly. I cried when my dad told me, but he is the strongest, smartest, most amazing person I know, so I wasnt as concerned as some people might have been. In addition, I know (and he reminded me) that prostate cancer is probably the "best" cancer to get (as sick as that sounds) because it has something like a 90% survival rate if treated on time (which it was).
Despite all of this, it is still terrifying. I love my dad so much and I have not given him the attention and love he deserves. My brother reminds me of this a lot.
My dad and his girlfriend are moving to San Fransisco in a month (across the country).
I am going to spend the day (because he probably wont have the energy to do much) on sunday.
I really regret not spending more time or calling my dad more often. I love him and respect him so much.
I considered moving to San Fran after graduation before, but I am considering a lot more seriously now.
I am so lucky to have a loving father (and mother) and I need to spend as much time with him as possible.
xoxox
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