I came back, kicked cancer's ass and here I am today. I got my tattoo, spent the day on the Harley and even got a rather funny looking sunburn to top it all off. It was a good day. I had a great time out singing at the end of the night with my favorite local Karaoke DJ, Dennis.
I'm proud of what I have accomplished. Now I'm going to be starting my second semester in Nursing College. Who knew 3 years ago that I would be here today?
I do miss my dad though. He lost his battle. It's so wrong that he lost his battle right after I won mine. It's like cancer is there to remind you, that though you won, he can still take your family....your friends....and yeah even come back for you. It's always there. My dad's ribbon is almost identical to mine. Mine is violet, his is purple. So I got the tattoo for both of us. (And no my dad did not approve of tattoos, just so no one thinks he did haha) But I got it anyway. I wanted it as a tribute to him with his initials and birth year and the year he died. On the other side, is Survivor 08....the year I was declared in remission. Yeah it means a lot to me. I have wanted it for a long time and now I am so happy to finally have it!!! :)
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My dad lost to cancer too after beating it 3 times, 3 diff kinds too. Everyone eventually loses.
Tat rocks. I suggest thought biking topless that will keep the tan lines to a minimum. Ummm I suggest that in North Florida too. Just sayin.
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It's a great inspiration, that tattoo. But sorry about your Dad. You've been through more than your share, that's apparent.
Cool tattoo!!
I'm digging the new tattoo. I kept saying that I wanted to get one and during that time I was training to run in a marathon. My wife was like, "If you run in and finish the marathon, you can get a tattoo." I did and then she gave me a hard time about it. LOL. So for the meantime, I'll live through your eyes with your new one.
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