I sit writing this post in a cold, sterile hospital room. I just couldn't muster the funny today.

My posts are usually very happy. Maybe funny. Often stupid. 

But that's my personality. (Not stupid, just acting stupid). 
I love to party.
I love to drink.
I love to dance.
I love my friends and family.

But, as I have posted before, my dad has cancer.
And it's not always fun. 
I've experienced cancer before, when my little sister had Leukemia.
But for some reason my Dad's Melanoma has me pretty angry with life.
Why does my family have to go through this again?
It isn't fair and it makes me mad.
He's so great. He really is. If you knew him you would love him.
He's smart- a Pulitzer prize winning reporter.
He's a professor that students love & are in awe of.
He's one of the smartest people I know.
He cares about others, even if he won't admit it.
I like to be a fun loving blogger.
But sometimes I'm just mad.

There is one thing that I have learned from all of this: you never know what someone is going through. People may piss you off or seem inconsiderate but maybe they are going through something rough.

People may not know that he has cancer. Or that he has had severe issues from the treatment. Or that he is sitting in a hospital bed with extreme pain after removing part of his colon from the chemo that did not work. Or that maybe I am in a bad mood because all of it.
The point is that everyone has stuff they go through. You may never know why someone may act the way they do. I have learned that it is important to forgive and love no matter what. I'm not always good at it but I can sure as hell try.

This isn't a happy post. And I'm OK with that. Because that's life.