Sickness

Sickness is a funny thing. It can be random and quick, or it can be picky and slow. For me, I seem to have to know both. My mom's coworker, who I knew quite well, died from breast cancer within 6 months of being diagnosed. My dad, who is a life-long drug user, has battled Hepititus for years. They say he won't last long, and now to add on top of it, I found out he might have to have surgery on his gall bladder. I know I might not be that close to my dad, but it still hurts when you're 2 hours away and can't see him. What I don't understand is why those people? Did they do something wrong? Some things we will never know. But what we do know is that people can fight. They can fight, and that is what I know Dad will do, and he will beat whatever it is this time. I just know it.