My Hero... My Old Man.I lost my father about 5 years ago to liver cancer when he was 60 and I was 22. He passed away the day after his wifes (my moms) birthday and the day before there anniversary. He was a great man, a hero in my eyes who stood for everything a true gentleman should be in all aspects. As much as I miss him, I tell myself this everyday: In watching my father take his last breath through a painful struggle with cancer, I have experienced the most difficult thing a young man can experience at a young age. In accepting this statement, I draw strength in knowing that since this event is behind me, there is nothing in my future to fear, for the worst is behind me. I sure do miss my father, and especially in my young adult need for a strong, intelligent advisor role, now that I need advice in career moves, house/auto purchases and everything that comes with becoming your own man.
Mbaker333 26-30, M 3 Responses 0 Apr 26, 2012