Dad, don’t let me feel like I’m letting you down
if I die.

Dad, we can’t control the hour of our deaths
and you can’t control mine.

Dad, I love you.

Dad, your denial will only cause you suffering,
more than is necessary.

Dad, be in harmony with is.

Dad, I’m sorry I never reached back when you tried to be close to me in the past.

Dad, seeking to control outcomes is a futile endeavor.

Dad, I wish to live, and I can’t do so without befriending cancer.

Dad, looking at this as a fight is looking at is engaging in a civil war in which no one wins.

Dad, I wish I had fulfliled your dreams for me.

Dad, painful as this is to write, chemotherapy can’t ‘cure’ anything.

Dad, I feel your buried pain.

Dad, I treasure our talks and time together.

Dad, it’s “Thy will be done,” not yours.

Dad, please help me to what I am asking you to do.