This is going to be one of the hardest stories to share. It's about my brother who just recently passed from this terrible disease known as lung cancer. He was diagnosed at the age of 29 with stage four lung cancer. My brother never smoked, wasn't around smoke, and was a fit man. Very active in the military. Cancer doesn't discriminate...it just chooses.
Father's Day 2015 was supposed to be a good day, but it turned into a nightmare. My brother's cancer had moved to his brain. They tried radiation but the tumors continued to grow. At the age of 30 my brother passed away.
Until this day I have such anger and regret that this disease took my brother so young. He was so full of life and tons of people loved him. I pray to him every night. I hope no one else has to endure what my family has.