This past Friday I had to watch my only papa be buried . Only a lil over a week did we find out that he had cancer. He was 79 yrs old would have been 80 this September 11th. His doctor was treating him for muscle spasms when in reality he was eat up with cancer and was too weak to fight and do treatments. It still seems unreal to me because everything happened so fast. I miss him so much but im dealing with it the best way i can. If you leave a comment or hug i always respond .
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