And so life carries on....That's the only way I can put it. It's been 7 months since my Daddy has passed away, and a year this week since he was diagnosed with stomach cancer. A year ago my son and I went to visit him in intensive care with all of the fears, and all of the hope in our hearts the world could possibly offer. I can say this much, the good days really do start to outweigh the bad. I have my moments, but otherwise, the unbearable-ness of it all has improved. I still think about the lowest points sometimes, like when he was really sick, but the good things, like his laugh, his strength, the way he was Dad. Those things really shine through now. And the only thing that really hurts so much now is knowing such a strong, wonderful person had to rally against such a horrible battle. I have my own battles now, and I realize I need to shine through them as much and as best as I can, because I never know when my day will come. To all of my friends here still fighting the battle, and to those rallying to their side, keep your chins up and your hearts soaring! To my friends like me, wading through life without some of these warriors, wear their badges with pride and in honor of them! No day is ever guaranteed to any of us! Live, love, and keep faith always!!