Letter #118

Content Warning: grief, loss, terminal illness, death of a loved one


Dear Fellow Travelers on Life’s Rocky Path,


As I sit down to share my story with you, I’m reminded of the countless twists and turns life throws our way. We’re a small, tight-knit family of four – my parents, my younger sister, and myself. Little did I know that our journey would take us through storms that would test our strength, love, and resilience.


It all began during my third year of dental school, a time meant to be filled with academic challenges and dreams of the future. But amidst my final exams, life dealt us a heavy blow – my father’s diagnosis of heart disease. As I struggled to focus on my studies, my mind was consumed with worry for his health. The angioplasty was scheduled on the day of my pharmacology practical exam, and I found myself torn between duty and family.


I stumbled through my exams, my mind clouded with fear and uncertainty. Rushing to the hospital, I was greeted with relief to find my father in stable condition post-procedure. Yet, the mental strain lingered, a constant companion in the days to come.


As life continued its relentless march forward, another crisis loomed on the horizon – my father was diagnosed with esophageal cancer. Shielded from the truth until after my final exams, my world shattered upon learning of his condition. I entered the final year of my studies, but celebrations felt hollow amidst the shadows of impending loss.


Days turned into weeks and weeks into months as my father battled through chemotherapy and radiotherapy. My mother, a pillar of strength, devoted herself tirelessly to his care, balancing her duties with unwavering love for our family.


Then came the darkest day of my life – June 21st, 2015. A day meant for celebrating fatherhood turned into a cruel reminder of its absence. As we rushed my father to the hospital, I held him in my arms, feeling the weight of his struggle as life slipped away.


In the aftermath of loss, grief engulfed our family. Yet, amidst the pain, I found solace in the memories we shared and the love that bound us together. My father’s legacy lives on in the lessons he imparted and the love he bestowed upon us.


To those facing their own trials and tribulations, I offer these words of comfort – you are not alone. In the depths of despair, there is hope. Reach out, lean on one another, and together, we can weather life’s storms.


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