When Cancer Touches Your World: Finding Light in the Darkest Hours
Cancer. The word alone carries a weight that those who haven’t experienced it firsthand can never fully comprehend. Fourteen years ago, that weight crashed into my world when my father was diagnosed with stage four lung cancer. Terminal. Four months to live. In that moment of shock, my first thought was strangely specific – if they had told me five years, I would have lost it completely. How could five years possibly be enough? And then the doctor’s actual words…