I have some friends .... my oldest and my dearest friends, friends dating back to junior high and high school, people whom I have known longer than anyone except my family, friends I ran around with all through college, friends whose wedding I was in, friends I love and adore. These friends of mine found out about three weeks ago that their son, their beautiful seven-year old son, has cancer. They, of course, are devestated, but are doing, of course, what they have to do. I so admire their strength and their resiliency. I can't even imagine what they are going through, what they are thinking, their worry.
I am not going into details here, because it is really not my story and because I don't feel comfortable writing about my friends lives on the internet. But I love these people so much, and I am so worried about them I can hardly sit still. I call them every day and leave messages on their voice mail and every few days one of them answers or calls me back and I try to be there as much as I can through the phone, across the 900 miles separating us. My heart is breaking for them, every time I hear their tired, worried voices, when I hear about emergency surgeries or about pain that won't go away.
They have a long road toward recovery. Things have been better this week. Treatments have started and their son has good days. He's been sleeping better lately and has been able to watch a little TV. They get lots of visitors and lots of visits to their own webpage that they update with information on his condition. That little guy is so brave and so strong ... he's my new hero. And so are his parents.
So if you are so inclined, readers, to send a positive though or say a prayer for some strangers out there who need your positive thoughts or prayers, please do so. And if you are so inclined consider giving blood to a sick child in your area, or doing a little something to brighten up the day of a family in a hospital. It would mean a lot to us all. Thank you.
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