Today is my grandfather's
birthday.
When he
was 13 years old, he was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors
expected him to die. But guess what? He lived.
60 years later, he's still alive.
I'm 15, and I've got cancer - I'm not expected to get
through it either. But my grandfather gives me hope. He's the
reason why I didn't become depressed when I was diagnosed.
He's the one who showed me to have as much fun as you can,
every single day, and live with no regrets; because you might not
get to do it tomorrow.
Happy birthday gramps. You're my inspiration.
<3