Hi there, I lost my dad to cancer on 11/10/16. He lived in Cornwall and I live around 4 hours away I still get moments when I forget he's gone and then it hits me like a ton of bricks. He had bladder cancer, was first diagnosed in late 2011. He had treatment and we were told he was in remission and that he was effectively cured. However he started needed to go to the toilet frequently and eventually he had a fusion between his bowel and bladder and a home opened up. He was so poorly he had an operation in May 16, which I fought for to have his bladder and a large part of bowel removed. Again we thought he was better and was doing ok but then in late August he was rushed to hospital and we found out that the operation had caused some cancer cells to grow rapidly and he had cancer growing everywhere. There was nothing they could do. He seemed to be doing ok, he had a mobility scooter and was going Into town on it. I was due to go to see him on thursday 13th October but got a call mid morning on 11th to say he had been taken bad. I didn't make it on time and I don't think I've come to terms with that yet. My sister got married 18 days later and that was so tough for us all. It would be good to chat with someone who is going through the same process of grieving as me. I find it hard to speak to my husband and siblings as I'm the eldest and feel I should be strong for them.