Thursday, 2 February 2012

Happy Birthday, Dad!

Today would have been my Dad's 68th birthday. So I've decided to buy a big piece of cake and eat it for him ...

I've been thinking about my Dad a lot over the last couple of weeks and especially in the last few days. That's not to say that I've been feeling maudlin but every time I visit another depressing NHS hospital, or have a needle punched in me, it does make me realise just how strong he must have had to be during what was a 7.5 year fight with bowel cancer.

He really was a stubborn old goat and one of the most bloody-minded and tenacious people I have ever met. I remember him telling me quite categorically: "Katie, I am NOT going to die of cancer." Sadly that wasn't a promise he was able to keep but it does show the dogged determination of someone who refused to let anything, especially not cancer, get in his way.

Anyway, I didn't want this to be a depressing post, just one to mark his special day:

So here's to you, Dad! I hope your belligerent little girl is doing you proud.

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