So I have been emailing with southland to make sure I have all my stuff ready for when I arrive. While that is happening I have been preparing for opening day baseball, which I really love.
One thing I have not talked a lot about is how I feel about my dad’s cancer. …
The best way I can describe it is that is sucks. It sucks watching him lose weight and you can easily see it because he has no butt. I have been helping him put on suspenders so his pants don’t fall. 
What do I feel like I am doing when I am helping my dad? I feel like the side characters in a hero action movie. Where the hero has to face the boss by himself, so he tells all his friends to clear the way for him. So that is what I feel like I am doing, just cleaning house and making sure there is nothing to block the main hero from his fight.
I do a lot of things to help my dad. Mostly like a super janitor, making sure everything is clean.
