Our girls were very young when Uncle Larry was first diagnosed with cancer. I'm not sure they remember a time when he wasn't sick.
Actually, he had been living under a bad prognosis for so long that it seemed like his cancer was more of a chronic condition than a life-threatening illness.
Recently Uncle Larry decided to end his battle. His medical team did all they could, but couldn't control his cancer any more. Uncle Larry went into hospice to make his final days manageable.
Today he lost his battle. His life ended on his terms, which is all you could hope for once the medical options ran out. Rest in peace Uncle Larry. You fought a good battle and now it's time to rest in peace.