It all started in the middle of August. Thats when life changed for me. I just never thought in a million years it was going to happen, but heres my story. Sometime in April my dad started having pain all the time. He couldnt walk very well. We thought he was just sick, but oh no that wasnt it. It was far worse. He started going to the hospital and doctors to try to see whats wrong, but they couldnt seem to find what was wrong. Four months later the pain was getting worse and they still didnt know what it was, but one day in August my dad got a phone call, a phone call that changed are lives. A doctor told my dad that he had cancer. We didnt know at the time what kind of cancer, but it broke my heart. When my dad told me the word Cancer I broke down and cried right away. A few weeks later after he has had more tests we found out that it wasnt cureable and that he was going to die. I just dont understand.. Why him? Why now? Why do bad things happen to good people? I just couldnt understand. Even today I am hoping,wishing,praying,and dreaming that this is all a dream and my dad is going to be just fine. Seeing him in so much pain kills me and knowing I cant do anything to make it go away hurts even more. We just have to live a day at a time not knowing when he is going to pass but hope its not for a very long time. All I know is that he is going to keep fighting and he is going to be strong and not give up. I love him with all my heart and I know he is going to make it, I just know it.