Hi everyone.
My dad passed away on December 23, 2018. An agressive form of myeloma took his life at the age of 57. It only took the cancer 6 months.
I was entering my final year of law school when I learned that my dad had cancer. During the months that he was ill, I continued attending classes, working, and interning. I took no time off. I just kept thinking "he's going to make it to my graduation, I just have to get there." He passed a few days after I had finished the first semester.
So here I am. I have a few weeks left of school and what is supposed to be an exciting time of my life is now somewhat heart-wrenching. My dad is the reason I have come this far, and so it breaks my heart that he won't be there to experience this accomplishement with me.
