It's been two weeks to the day, and I'm still in so much disbelief. On February 1st at 11:43 a.m. my father-in-law suddenly passed away. Keith was a healthy, young 58, he counted his calories, walked three times a day, and never smoked. He had been fighting what we thought was just a bad cold. Having been to the doctor already, he went on Monday, January 29th, thinking it was pneumonia. Tuesday we found out it was a tumor. Wednesday we found out it was stage 4 lung cancer and nothing could be done. By Thursday he was gone. Ironically, we found out it was cancer the same day we found out about Stephanie’s tumor the year prior. Quite frankly, that part still feels like a sick joke. How does this happen and how do you wrap your mind around losing two precious people within four months of each other? How do you go on a double-date with your in-laws on a Friday night, and then lose one of them less than a week later? I'm still in so much shock but I wanted