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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cfs-file/__key/system/syndication/atom.xsl" media="screen"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xml:lang="en-US"><title type="html">Bridget - Michelle&amp;#39;s blog </title><subtitle type="html">Bridget - Michelle&amp;#39;s blog </subtitle><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/atom</id><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/atom" /><generator uri="http://telligent.com" version="12.1.2.21912">Telligent Community (Build: 12.1.2.21912)</generator><updated>2009-09-02T12:41:06Z</updated><entry><title>Dad &lt;3</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/posts/dad-lt-3" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/posts/dad-lt-3</id><published>2011-03-25T09:53:35Z</published><updated>2011-03-25T09:53:35Z</updated><content type="html">&lt;p&gt;Tommorow is my nineteenth birthday and im excited however i cant help but wish to share this memory, this stepping stone in my life with my Dad. He was always there to cheer me up, put a smile on my face and listen to EVERYTHING that i had to say. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;My dad died of prostate cancer just over a year ago. What really upsets me is knowing how he suffered.&amp;nbsp;He didnt deserve it, he was the most loving person he could never hurt a fly. He did so much for me and i wish that he could know how much i loved him and miss him. When my father was diagnosed it was already in his bones so nothing could help him he pretty much got a death sentence he said he would have two good years then would deteriorate however he died within one year. Im glad that we where there for him through everything but i cant help think how much happier me, my brother and my mother would be if he was still there. How do you come to terms with something like this. &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;Even though you wont be there tommorow dad, i just want you to know that i will always love you and will never forget you.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;xoxoxo Bridget :) &lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;p.s he always wrote a smiley face on every bithday and christmas card and i will never forget!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=412686&amp;AppID=25382&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Former Member</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/formermember</uri></author><category term="christmas" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/archive/tags/christmas" /><category term="Prostate cancer" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/archive/tags/Prostate%2bcancer" /></entry><entry><title>Dealing with my fathers death :S</title><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/posts/dealing-with-my-fathers-death-s" /><id>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/posts/dealing-with-my-fathers-death-s</id><published>2009-09-02T11:41:06Z</published><updated>2009-09-02T11:41:06Z</updated><content type="html">My Dad has recently passed away from a year long battle with cancer. Me and my mother and brother were there with him through everything in New Zealand we have a hospice where people go whom a terminally ill with cancer i dont know if you all have that. Dad was diagnosed in may 2008 with prostate cancer and already it was in his bones. He rapidly detoriated after 6months however in that time my father and mother went overseas and did their dream trip for 6weeks. I found it hard when they were away and more and more as his lifestlye changed. My dad was my rock he was the most sweet , loving and gentle person id ever met and i am truly blessed to have had such a beautiful person in my life. Dads last week me mum and nathan (brother) slept in his room beside his bed. When his time came i saw his last breath and now it was over. The last conversation we ever had was when he told me he was proud of me and that he loved me very much. Im only 17 and while my friends are partying and living their life im struggling to deal with it, to accept it and move on. Im scared one day i will forget his memories i want to hold on forever and just feel his touch again. A hug from him would make everything ok :)&lt;div style="clear:both;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/aggbug?PostID=229914&amp;AppID=25382&amp;AppType=Weblog&amp;ContentType=0" width="1" height="1"&gt;</content><author><name>Former Member</name><uri>https://community.macmillan.org.uk/members/formermember</uri></author><category term="Prostate cancer" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/archive/tags/Prostate%2bcancer" /><category term="hospice" scheme="https://community.macmillan.org.uk/cancer-blogs/b/bridget___michelle/archive/tags/hospice" /></entry></feed>