I find it rather ironic that this week's CV theme is, "this is horrible". This week year has been horrible for me and my family. As some of you know, my Dad has been battling lymphoma for a little over a year now. We rejoiced after he finished his chemo; there was no activity. On Friday, September 14th, we learned what we had been fearing...that the cancer was back, and with a vengeance. Daddy, ever the fighter, insisted on trying chemo again. His oncologist was gentle with us when she told us that it was probably not going to work. She waited patiently for us to come to the same conclusion, and last Wednesday, Dad came home to wait for death to come, with Hospice to help him and Mom. Horrible is watching someone you love die a slow death. Horrible is wanting so badly to help and knowing with that sick feeling in the deep pit of your stomach that there is nothing you can do to help....except wait with him, hold his hand, offer a cool cloth, a back rub, a reminiscence and let him know through words, and touch, how much he is loved....and how much he will be missed.