My dad may have this killer canker of cancer- something that probably kills my head more than his, but cancer doesn’t define my dad nor the chapters I’m choosing to share here⁣.

My dad beats cancer with his own brain power every day because he believes in the strength of his own body and the backbone beneath his bones. Therefore, cancer’s a** gets kicked. ⁣

It may threaten his physicality, but he refuses to let this killjoy kill his vibe and the positive spin he puts on situations- even this sickening one he’s facing and fighting
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Cancer is poison, but I think it’s also a perception. Cancer is real, but it doesn’t have to ruin your life and the love you have for the things that make you feel like you’re thriving, alive and awake⁣
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My dad empowers me to smile no matter what, to let go, and take leaps of faith over fear. To spread love, laughter, and my inner light and to look for the light at the end of every single tunnel. ⁣

He champs me to live out loud and to always be candid and compassionate. To rise when I fall, and lift others as I rise. To dig deep and dig my heels even deeper into my head and heart’s truest trajectory…to be a rebel WITH a cause and create revolutionary ripples⁣
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And this is because he lives and breathes a life of love and livelihood (and very loud music) himself- even when plagued with this pocket-sized melanoma that’s pervaded his body and banjaxed him bald-headed too many times. ⁣

He is brave and brainy. He is clever and courageous. His head and heart combined mean that both the conceptual killer and the disease which has stripped his poor voice box and vibe down to a squeak will never succeed in stealing his spirit⁣
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And that’s his story. Not only a book in his bones about a warrior who combats and kicks butts 3 kinds of cancer even without a cure in his case, but a living and breathing book… illustrated with his idiosyncrasies, imagination, and insights… pages painted by his palette of a personality and the true colors he creates the good kinda karma with⁣.

He’s a hero of a human and even more so, he’s MY hero. He’s his own story- cancer or not- and a beautiful character in the mad cray contents of mine too.