My roommate's Dad has been fighting cancer for about a year now and recently it became extremely aggressive and he got news that it is beyond the point of any treatment helping him; today my roommate had to leave town to go be with his Dad and the rest of his family. I cannot imagine waking up and checking my messages only to find out that one of my parents may not make it past next week. When he told me about the cancer thing he had already known for a couple of months; he knew how severe the case was from the beginning and how it would take a lot of effort to keep his Dad alive. In true human fashion he refused to believe it, but eventually came around to telling his therapist about it and ever since that he's told me that he is not afraid of death anymore, or at least he's not afraid of his Dad passing away. He left me his half of the rent but didn't do his dishes, I guess they don't really matter anyway.
