In March of 2019 my Dad received a diagnosis that would end his life 3 months later. My Dad was strong, genuine, humble, tough but gentle and above all, loving. When he was diagnosed with Stage IIIb non-small cell lung cancer that couldn't be operated on; I knew I had to capture him while he was with us. Sometimes picking up my camera felt like picking up a boulder but I felt compelled to truly see him. My heart ached with each shutter click, knowing another second was gone and he was closer to the end of his journey here on Earth with us.