My father died

2014-08-05 at 19-36-39



I don’t know how to write this post so you’ll excuse me if the way I write it is lacking. I don’t want to write it, you see. My father is dead.

These photos were taken last Summer, before it got really bad. You can’t see it here but he’d already amputated his right thumb by then. Cancer. Melanoma.

I could say many things, and I might just do that in the future, but today I just wanted to say that he made people smile and that’s the best thing one can ever do.