Hello! My name is Ruthaly, but I go by Rue. In August of 2019, my father was diagnosed with rectal cancer. I was just going into high school, only 16 years old, hearing this devastating news. I was worried, of course, but I knew my dad was a fighter. He went through months of ongoing radiation and chemo. Cancer changes a lot of your body, and to see that change in real-time was scary. My dad had surgery, and the badass he is, eventually beat cancer in the ass lol. But I think a year or so later, we got a call from the doctor one day and got some news saying his cancer had come back in his lungs and was now stage 4, and surgery would be too risky considering the placement of where the mass is. I remember this day. I was sitting with my mother on the back patio, and my friend was also there when I got the news. My heart sank, and I cried so much. It hurts to hear bad news about your family, especially your father. I saw how the first round went, and I was just so worried about the pain and stress he would be in. Ever since that call, he’s been battling with cancer. In July 2025, my dad started to have stroke-like symptoms, and one day he just couldn’t talk, and the right side of his body became numb. Once he was rushed to the hospital, they figured out why he was having those symptoms, and the doctors told us that his cancer had spread to his brain. He had a mass on the left side of his brain, and I didn’t know what to think. I felt defeated. Words couldn’t describe the feeling of loss I had, and I hadn’t lost anything. Within those couple of weeks of being in the hospital and undergoing surgery, he lost everything. I wouldn’t say everything, but he lost the one thing he loved the most and built from the ground up. My father had his own business as a mechanic, and it was his passion, but with recent health issues, he had no choice but to shut down the business. Over 10+ years of having his own business, it was gone within a week. I felt so bad for my dad seeing everything happen all at once. It’s sad and very unfortunate. My father finally got his final surgery and came home, and we were all really happy and relieved. I spent my last couple of months at home with my family and eventually moved across the country with my husband, who is in the military. It’s my first time moving anywhere out of my state lol, so I was nervous leaving behind my family, especially my dad. All was well until this week. My dad was having the same symptoms as before and ended up in the hospital again. Yesterday, he told me what the doctors said, and the MRI showed 2 more masses in the same area my dad had surgery. Can you guess what my first thought was? I’m 22 years old, and this has been a battle for my family since I was 16, and seeing everything happen, I’m still at a loss for words. All I know is that I really want to help my dad. I love him so much, and he’s my whole world. I know his financial issues, and this is why I decided to create this GoFundMe. I don’t want to see my dad stress about finances right now. Anything helps, and I appreciate everyone who took their time to read my message. It’s very long, and I’m not too great at explaining things lol, but again, thank you.

Sincerely, a girl just trying to help her dad ❤️