Hi ya, and welcome .... So sorry your dad's been diagnosed with this cancer that has no companion ... Age, fitness, mother, dad, sibling, and sadest of all children ... It just doesn't discriminate .... It doesn't care ... 

How do we cope? We have no choice ... It's either lay down and wait .... Or say cancer won't take away one day it doesn't have too ... I'm just taking every day as a bonus ... I'll fill whatever time l have, be it long or short and find something every day that makes me smile .. to live in the day, you will make the memories you will keep forever ... It's not an easy path , there's good and bad days ... But it is doable... And there's a few on here who are pushing those limits every day .. and still here to tell the tail ..

If I were you I'd give him lots of hugs, share a few tears, all admitting your scared ... And leave nothing unsaid ... Ask your dad about tales of his childhood \ teenage years ... How he met your mum ... You can all walk this path, grieving alone ... Or hold each other's hand and walk your dad's journey with you all holding hands ...

I lost both my mum and dad by the time l was 39 and I wasn't ready to let go either ... But now I realize they still live in us, we are them, they made us ... We just keep them wrapped up safe in our hearts ..

But for now, you still have him, grab every second and treasure it ... Chrisie xx

Chriss; 

   Good advice for Hwoods03.  

It is hard to face any cancer and then diagnosed with Sarcoma in its rare and often times untreatable depending where it is located and stage such as my husbands.

He has a positive attitude even though doctors have no idea how to cure it.  He's more loving (he was not very affectionate before) relaxed he takes life one moment at a time, and amazes me of his calm demeanor. He does have moments but who wouldn't? 

 So Chriss is very correct in recommending to say what's on your heart. I did with my mother in law and enjoyed being with my dad his last few months of his life...holding his hand and even laying my head on his chest holding him and him hugging me   a week before he passed, he was 89 and I was 61.no matter what age, we love our parents. I will cherish that moment forever. 

So remember this Faith...Hope...love....the greatest of these is Love.