I walked in slowly and saw my father lying on the hospital bed. His face was blue and swollen, but the only thing I saw was my hero and my idol. A huge smile appeared on his face when he saw us enter the room and he stayed there until we left. We talked and laughed during what seemed like an impossible time. When it was time to leave, we said our goodbyes like it was going to happen a million times and started walking out. Not wanting to leave, I ran to the side of his bed and said, “I love you, Dad.” He looked me in the eye and with a smile that could light up a room, he replied, “I love you too, baby girl.” Not knowing that these would be the last words I would say to my father, I walked out of the room. Just two days later, I found myself in a small, crowded room, not understanding how this had happened so quickly. I looked at my sisters who were sitting on a couch and with my eyes asked them if this was really happening. Their expression gave me the answer to my question. The only thing I could do was cry and comfort my family. At that time, I thought my life was over. I started thinking about everything that would change in the future and