Personal Reflective Essay
You always hear about it, but you never think it would happen to you or one of your loved ones. The word ‘cancer’ is enough to scare you. That’s exactly what it did to me…when I was told almost four years ago that my dad had cancer. That moment, it was like my life came crashing down around me. It was the time of my older Brother and Sister, Umar and Sehar’s exams. We had all noticed a change in our Mum and Dad. They had been acting strangely for the past few weeks. As Umar and Sehar’s exams came to an end, one evening our Parents sat us down, as they had something to tell us. The atmosphere changed, all of a sudden in the living room and the mood became serious amongst us as me and my siblings waited anxiously for our Parents to expand on their important news. “Kids, your Dad is going into hospital tomorrow, it’s nothing to worry about. He just has to have a lump removed. That’s all!” Silence. No words came out of any of us. I heard my elder sister begin to sob. She had started to cry. I didn’t understand why since Mum said there was nothing to worry about, it was just a lump. I think my sister understood more than me. Perhaps that’s why she was crying but it was all a blur to me. We all went over to Dad and hugged him. We sat with him as he tried to make us laugh and crack jokes but we couldn’t see past his humour. Our dad was going into hospital for an operation and I had no idea what to do or what was going to happen to us. After a sleepless night, I got up, washed and dressed for school. I went downstairs where the rest of the family were already awake and having breakfast in the kitchen. I looked at Dad and felt panic and urgency to hug him. I was scared. Vulnerable. I ran over to him and grabbed him, holding him tight. I didn’t want him to go. I wanted him to stay with us, look after us all and crack his silly jokes, like he always did but today dads jokes were nowhere to be heard. At that...
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