This month a year ago, my father was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer. They gave him two to three months to live. He survived until April 1, 2011. I still miss him so much and I've gotten better about crying every day but I never thought that I would "relive" the moments that brought him to isdemise. I don't think that I will do this over again next year but I do believe that healing is NOT forgetting. I love you pops..you're in my
thoughts every day....