After encouraging my father to eat healthier for most of my adult life, finally, at age 75, after surviving 3 bouts with cancer, he has proclaimed that he "loves salads." I went over to my parents' home early this morning, made a big salad, and put in a tupperware for my dad to take to work. (He still works full time as a therapist.) He practically skipped out the door, he was so excited. If only I could go back in time 5 years and tell my terrified self what the future would look like for him.