My dad passed away March 31, 2013.
It was the day before his 42nd birthday. I am now five months pregnant with a little girl and I'm getting married October 18, 2014 to my best friend. My dad will not be there and it breaks my heart. He had stage four B Cell Lymphoma. Although the cancer seemed to be beating him, he didn't stop fighting.
The Lord called him home and he listened. I like to think of my dad as a soldier. He was in the Army a long time ago, but he's still a fighter to me. Cancer might have won the battle, but my dad won the war.
He's an angel in Heaven now and I know he's in a much better place. I'm 21 years old and I'd give anything to hear him call me daddy's little girl one more time!