I am 24 years old and 3 months ago I lost my father. I have always been a daddy’s girl and was the closest person to him. People often described me as the apple of his eye.
My dad was always very fit and active for his age at 66 he was still beating people half his age at tennis. But in January he went from walking to a wheel chair a month later. At first we never expected cancer; we simply thought he had a bad…
