Last summer is when I overcame one of the hardest things in my life. My dad was diagnosed with lymphoma, a form of cancer. My siblings and I were all really sad, then my parents told us that he was having surgery that week. He needed a port in his shoulder so the saline could be put in him without having a shot every time he needed it. During this time, my friend's friend died from cancer so I was scared my dad was going to die. My mom told me he was going to be fine and sure enough she was right. On my sister's birthday, my dad found out that he didn't have cancer anymore. I was very happy because I didn't think he was going to make it, but since he did I had overcome the fear that he wouldn't.