I have thirty minutes until the end of the day and I have to write something. So here is my rant CANCER IS EVIL. I hate how it makes my dad so weak. I hate how it has effected every aspect of my parents life. I hate how my dad can't do all the things he wants to do. I hate cancer.
I love how family and friends have rallied around my parents, I love how it has made me closer to my sisters. I love how neighbors are keeping a better eye on my parents and people from our ward stop to ask me how my dad is doing just because they care about us.
The End
I love how family and friends have rallied around my parents, I love how it has made me closer to my sisters. I love how neighbors are keeping a better eye on my parents and people from our ward stop to ask me how my dad is doing just because they care about us.
The End
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