In Loving Memory of My Father
My dad was a man of passion. Whether he was out on the boat or immersed in his love for cars, he truly lived life to the fullest. His zest for life was infectious, and his enthusiasm for his hobbies was unmatched.
When he was diagnosed with stage 4 pancreatic cancer, doctors gave him only a few months to live. But my dad wasn’t one to give up easily. Instead of letting the diagnosis define him, he became more determined than ever to prove the doctors wrong.
With an unshakable positive attitude, he faced countless rounds of chemotherapy and other treatments without a single complaint. His courage and strength were incredible. Against all odds, he defied expectations and turned those predicted few months into three more precious years.
Though he’s no longer with us, his spirit will live on forever. He fought with the heart of a warrior, and he will be missed more than words can express. He may be gone, but he will never be forgotten.
