I have been blessed with amazing parents. They mean the world to me, and are incredible grandparents to Dylan and Lexie.
One of my worst nightmares is losing them.
Today, my dad called and very nonchalantly told me that he had a tumor on his bladder and that his doctor said that these type of tumors are almost always cancerous.
I honestly didn't know what to say. Shock set in.
My dad has a positive outlook on everything, and is acting like this is no big deal. He was very matter of fact and explained that he is having surgery on the 24th to remove it, and that his doctor thinks he can remove it all. He won't know anything else until after the surgery.
I was strong all day. I tried not to dwell on the news, and I'm trying to think positively about it.
In all honesty, my heart hurts right now.
I don't want to see my dad go through this and don't want to think about the possibility of losing him.
What's happening hasn't really set in yet. I was in tears a few times today, but the reality hasn't hit me. I'm sure it will hit soon.
All I can do now is be strong, and pray hard.