I try to keep things positive because our life is mostly super awesome, but I have always tried to also tell our story honestly. Since Nate was diagnosed, several times a day, I look at this boy and say a silent prayer, "Dear Lord, please let us keep him". Every birthday candle, shooting star, and penny tossed into a fountain is dedicated to my wish and plea to see my son grow up. It's just a tiny bit of torture that cancer has left in my heart. Can any other cancer parents relate?
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