“I have cancer.”
I’ll never forget the day my father told me that.
I was 17 years old. It was 4:45 in the afternoon on a beautiful Thursday after I arrived home from school.
My mother, sister, father and I cried and embraced each other for what seemed like hours.
It was a serious case: it was in his bones and lymph nodes.
What would become of our family? How would I grow up without a father? How would my mother handle it?
I wasn’t ready to be the man of the house.
I was still a child with the threat of the man I love and look up to the most being taken from me. It was at that moment that my family was about to become a victim of cancer.
All of the nightmares I had heard of other families being affected by cancer was quickly becoming our family’s worst nightmare. I couldn’t believe it.
Our family was destined to be torn apart by an insidious disease. My heart felt as though it was being torn from my chest.
There was nothing I could do.
As our Breast Cancer Bites event nears, I’m reminded of the importance of love, hope, family and the will to survive.
Breast Cancer Bites is NOT about the sadness of cancer. Rather, it is about enjoying good food, music, and being in the company of friends.
Most importantly, it’s about remembering the importance of a good quality of life and family, health, education, diligence and early detection.
We have a lot to live for and that’s something my family has always believed.
My dad was determined to beat his disease and he did. Thankfully.
He has been 10 years cancer-free with a new and improved outlook on life.