2 years ago my beloved father died and I never could scope with this. I was so close to him, closer than my older brother and sometimes I felt, that I was even closer to him as my own mother, his wife.
He was suffering from cancer for 10 years, sometimes more sometimes less, but never showed any weakness, always fighting and taking any possible chance he could get, like medication and so on, he had 4 chemo therapies over the years, but the last one did not show much success and after having his 60 birthday, where he invited all family and friends, neighbors etc., he decided to stop fighting and gave up, the first time I saw him giving up. Some weeks later he died. They told that he was falling asleep easily in the hospital, but I am sure this is not true…
But his dead was the moment when I also started to give up….
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