I got the shattering news of my dad’s stage 4 lung cancer diagnosis in the spring of 2019. Growing up, my dad had always been my "rock", so I flew back to California as soon as I heard the results. Seeing it with my own eyes—the weight he’d already lost, the cough I’d hear into the night, and the sobering statistics of his life expectancy was all unbearable. I won’t relive the details of how hard those first sleepless nights were, but it felt light a sharp, painful grip in my