My dad 52 was taken to heaven yesterday morning.
He battled terminal pancreatic cancer for three months.
He is at peace now and no longer suffers. I miss him and love him as do the whole family.
A brave warrior, an inspiration.
My first baby is due anytime this week I cant wait to tell her about how great her grandad was. Sharing memories.
The pain is unreal and its going to take time.
If there is anybody who wants to talk, or ask questions about our journey please reach out, I know how it feels to feel like your the only person going through that upside down world, however your not and talking about it, asking questions really helps.
I will answer any question big or small. I'm so sorry if your going through watching a loved one fight and I'm so sorry if you have lost a loved one.
Cancer does not define that person, my dad had a great 51 and a half years and an awful three months. I know in my heart he is in a beautiful place, no pain, no fear, no suffering. Only pure peace. Lots of love and strength. Amy x
