By now, most readers of my blog know that my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer last month. 

I don't have to look very far into my daily life to find my dad. He's in my joy for cleaning bathrooms. My need to keep track of my to dos on post-it notes. The way I brush off my car when it snows. My always on time mentality. My addiction to Sudoku. And the reason I am at mass every Sunday. He was even my personal cheerleader yesterday when I did my own taxes for the first time. 

So it doesn't take much to figure out that if ever there was a Job moment, a "desert" in this Lenten season, this would be it.

Cancer sucks.