My Last Day In My Life

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I’m writing in you today because this may be the last day I ever write in you with my pencil. Life has been amazing so far, I have no concerns, but I would have loved to live a little longer. This disease, this nasty, volatile, and horrifying disease is eating me from the inside. I expect to live a week with these conditions and within that week, I only have limited amount of time to spend with my loved ones. Most of the time goes towards Chemotherapy and I hate it, not only is it painful, but it is also not helping. My life was going great, I had a beautiful wife and kid. Ann Thomson, the love of my life since high school, I can’t explain anything about her. No word can describe her, we loved each other more than anything and she had promised me that she would never leave me if anything happened. We got married at the age of 23 and we bought a house in Dinuba, CA. Two years had went by really quickly and during those 2 years, we had …show more content…

There was no day that I would not thank God for giving me everything, I had everything I needed in life. Life was going on great, driving across the states had given me plenty of money and most of the time, I had to stay up nights mostly, but in the end it was all worth it. Sometimes in life I had some downfalls, like not being able to see your wife or come home from this mess. Sometimes I just felt that I should just light the truck on fire, but patience was very necessary. Continuing on, after years flew by, I got to know Teddy more. We hung out together and did every together as well. He was more like a friend to me, than a son. One day we were playing catch together, I don’t fully recall what happened that day, but he threw the baseball fast and the next thing you know, I was on the ground. The ball had hit my head and my head was swollen like a plump pear. I had went to the hospital right after to get checked and the doctor then told me that I may possibly have

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