It is 3 years today that I lost my dad to cancer unknown primary.

I do not know where the time has gone, but do know that each and every day of those 3 years , although the grief has got easier to deal with and live itself, not one day has gone by where I thought about my dad , whether it be due to a memory / something that reminded me of him or just because I miss him. Even now I still feel he is at home with  my mum, so whether our minds ever accept I really do not know as I can still picture him in his chair when I visit my mums.

To all you dear people that have recently or are now going through this horrible disease supporting a loved one , you never forget your loved ones that you lose , as my dad I stil very fresh in my mind