My friend called and told me her uncle got stage 3 pancreatic cancer.

It kind of affect me cause i lost my grandma to this cancer.

I never get the chance to know her well cause i wasn't born yet when she lost the battle.

But according to my brothers she was an awesome grandma.

She lost my grandpa during the World war 2 when she was only in her 20s, childless.

She adopted my father from the social welfare, hoping to have someone to pass down the family surname.

I always kinda of felt connected to her.

Like she never left us, always looking out for us.

I made a promised to her at her grave this year.

I promised her no matter how hard it is, i will made sure i will have a "DR." in front of my surname.