My Dad my only parent. Was diagnosed on May 16, 2012 with Non Small cell lung cancer Stage 4 that metasized to his spine. Leaving him a parapalegic. My Dad has complained once or said why me. I do say his world went from color to grey. I take care of my Dad from the time i drop off my kids at 8:30 till 3:00 after school. It is our time to talk, to sit, to just be quiet in a room together. I look him and I to be honest i hide in the next room and I cry so hard i swear I can feel my heart break. My Dad has always been there for me. No questions asked, just this love and bond we share. I never thought "this" would ever happen to him. Non smoker, non drinker, very fit man i call my Dad. Now 10 months into this. He stays in bed alot, coughs and eats a little here and there. I catch tears falling from his blue eyes every once in awhile and i just hold his hand. I am not sure how people do this but unknowingly I guess we are doing it. After 4 rounds of chemo and 9 sessions of radiation and surgery on his spine....here we are. Trying to wrap my numb head around him eventually not being here. I am not sure what i will do? I have been the organizer, the nurse, the cook the coordinator and daughter and of course all wrapped into full time caregiver. I don't who i will be. A broken version of myself.....I love my Dad oh do I love my Dad. All you family members my heart goes to you. All i got is hope and Hope for your journey to layered with love and memories.