I've only shared it with a few people and for everyone else just mentioned that it was a bit of real life happenings, but I should probably at least address the issue to explain the disappearance. And I'm sorry if this whole journal is worded wrongly or sounds weird, I'm the type to mask feelings and discomfort behind humour. My dad was diagnosed with cancer last year. He was feeling sick early 2016, found a tumor mid that year, and went to chemo for which the treatment was finished early this year. As far as cancer stories go this is pretty good, but since the treatment till now his white blood cell count and immunity system has not recovered. My family and I have been taking care that he keeps to a sterile environment, that he doesn't eat anything not overcooked and doesn't go anywhere too polluted for fear that he might catch something his weak immunity can't handle, while all the while waiting if the cancer will make a rebound or not. It's keeping us all busy and still is.

I'm making up some time to return back to my commissioning days though, but to all the notes that I haven't replied to yet, I'm so sorry. I'll try to get back to you when I can. To everyone, thanks for still sticking around.