Posts filed under: Cancer

  • cancer
It’s 1:00pm on a Friday afternoon and I’m busy doing some jobs around the house while my 4-year-old daughter plays. We’ve just come home from the hospital where we have...
  • Cancer shotgun
There is a shotgun aimed at my father’s head. It’s loaded, it’s cocked and it’s ready to fire. When is it going to go off? Nobody knows. Nobody knows how...
  • Dad Beach
When the cancer curse hits, as it does far too often to far too many people, those closest to you are clearly lost for words. I don’t blame them. I’ve...
It’s 1:19am on a Friday morning. I’m in the lounge room trying to type away the anxiety that’s stopping me from sleeping. Tears keep bubbling to the surface and my...