Strange. I sat in the waiting room by myself filling out yet another seemingly meaningless form about my health history. I got to the list of illnesses with their check boxes and started going down the list. I got to the box that said "cancer", and I almost skipped over it. I had to remind myself that I had indeed been diagnosed with this all to familiar disease.

My mother and father were not exactly health nuts. As a matter of fact, everything they did was unhealthy. They smoked like chimneys, they had a poor diet, my mom had a drink or two (before breakfast) and they only exercise they ever had was exercising their vocal cords at one another. Other than that, everything was great.

I have had enough second-hand smoke in my childhood to kill Jack LaLanne a million times over. The funny thing is my mom and dad didn't ever have cancer that we know of. My dad passed away from and infection and my mom's liver gave out after a long two year struggle. Don't get me wrong, I loved my mom and dad dearly, but they passed on long before their time. I only wish they could have seen their grandchildren grow up. They would have been so proud.

I miss them a lot.