My Father’s Story
My father died when I was 10 years old after a brutal battle with a wide-spread brain tumor. He had 3 surgeries and there was nothing more the doctors could do after the infection spread throughout his body. I was only ten so I couldn’t understand what was going on but now I wish I could’ve been there every moment by his side…
My dad was my best friend and his brain tumor took him from me too soon. Approx. ten years later now, I have so many questions and no answers … But I would love to support those in need with brain tumors right now & help find a cure so no one has to suffer like my father did. I just have so many thoughts running through my mind like was he in a lot of pain? Did he wonder where I was? Why him? My father was a bright mechanic and the life of the party, he was always smiling or trying to get you to laugh. He was an amazing man and I wish he could be here.