text:  This wasn't a work trip. My father had began to experience these debilitating headaches, and he had come back to America with my mother to run some tests. I was about 13 years old when I got a call from him saying that the doctors had discovered a tumor the size of a golf ball in his brain. I remember not being worried at all when I got that phone call. See, my father told me two things. Thing one, he said, blessing, I'm going to be okay. And my father had always kept his word to me. Thing two, he said God would heal me.