Borrowed from my older sister's Facebook page -
It was 10 years ago today that we lost our dad
to prostate cancer. 10 years seems like an eternity ago, and yet I can
remember some of the tiniest details of his last few days, making it
seem like it's only been a few years. So much has happened, and I guess
what I wish for the most is that his grandkids would have been able to
meet him. He passed away before any were born, but he lives on through
all five. Stella has his quiet, caring personality, Avery and Regan were
blessed with his curly hair. Gabe has his dare devilishness, and Willa
has his strength - even at the young age of four months. Cancer sucks, and
has taken away a great man. Dad found out he had prostate cancer in
August, and we lost him seven months later. A simple blood test done at his
yearly physical may have warned us the about the cancer, but they were
never done.
I implore all my friends out there to
1. give your dads a
hug! and 2. encourage them to get their prostate checked yearly after
the age 50 and get a PSA test. It could save their life.
God bless you
Daddy! We love and miss ya, but we know we have a guardian angel
watching over us!
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