25 years ago today my dad was diagnosed with cancer. I was just a year and two days old at the time. He fought with courage but on October 31st 1989 lost his fight to cancer. I grieve for the man I never knew. The dad I would never have because life took him too soon. I miss him even though I never knew him. I wonder what if.
It hurts. I know so little about him. He was married to someone else but I don't know if they had kids. Am I really only one of two or did he have kids with his wife? Did she know about me? Did he love my mum at all?
I can't ask my mum. She herself passed last year hhaving herself fought cancer and lost her own battle.
I miss them both more so.today