We are not on vacation anymore!

Vacation ended with a phone call from my dad. He had been diagnosed with mesothelioma. My heart sunk! Not my dad....I have always saw my dad and this invincible person who would live until I was 100! When I was a little girl I had anxiety pretty bad. I couldn't go to spend the nights at friends houses, or on field trips, or even to school until I was about 10 without crying and feeling scared. I remember in 2nd grade, we went on a field trip to the fire station. Half way there I made myself sick with worry on the bus! This happened time and time again, until I grew out of it. I am right back to where I was 20 years ago! Nothing prepares you for this! We have had a rough few weeks since the diagnosis. I have so many emotions right now, that my words may seem jumbled and not make alot of sense. I feel helpless, angry, tired, sick....I could go on and on! Right now, I am hoping for a miracle! I know they happen, so bring it on!