Now that my mom has posted something about it, I feel like I can share with you that my Uncle Phil passed away on June 28 from pancreatic cancer. He didn’t know how bad it was. It was so sudden and unexpected for all of us.
As I begin my own cancer journey so soon after we learned about his, I think of him often and I feel so deeply grateful that we so far seem to have discovered mine early. Yes, it’s very aggressive, but it’s still small, and I have so much hope that my outcome will be very different than his was.
I wish his had been different, too.
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Originally posted on Facebook.