Today is my grandfather's birthday.
When he was 13 years old, he was diagnosed with cancer. The doctors expected him to die. But guess what? He lived.
60 years later, he's still alive.
I'm 15, and I've got cancer - I'm not expected to get through it either. But my grandfather gives me hope. He's the reason why I didn't become depressed when I was diagnosed. He's the one who showed me to have as much fun as you can, every single day, and live with no regrets; because you might not get to do it tomorrow.
Happy birthday gramps. You're my inspiration. <3