Dad received a cancer diagnosis last year.
After his shifts, Dad would often return to this statement while seated at the kitchen table: “I just need to make it to prom.” Then comes your graduation. Princess, I want to watch you get all dolled up and leave like you control the world.”I constantly told him, “Dad, you’re going to see a lot more than that.”
He lost his fight with cancer a few months prior to prom, and he died before I could reach the hospital.
I discovered it while wearing my backpack and standing in the school corridor.
