Six years ago I lost the most brilliant man I have ever known to cancer....my grandfather. The pain of watching his health deteriorate is something I wish I could erase from memory. It is so emotional to watch someone go through these physical changes. And even more horrendous to watch them die slowly.
Yesterday we lost another family member to cancer. He made it more than 4 years when doctors only gave him 2-3, but that is 4 years he lived with this hopeless prognosis. And so much like my maternal grandfather, he slowly deteriorated while his body had a hard time maintaining itself.
My heart aches for my dad. It was a year ago on April 4 that he had to bury his son, and now he has to bury his father. I would like to shake my fist up to the heavens and say "enough is enough", but I'm smart enough to know that God has a plan.
Rest in Peace Richard!