Tonight I started a post about how tired I was, how my legs hurt and how I was sick of my little boy's being unwell, but I couldn't finish it. It felt wrong. To know that good people are suffering so terribly makes my woes seem so insignificant.
And so rather than complaining I want to send hope, love, prayers, and a little bit of magic to my friend and his wife. I want to send them strength to survive the here and now, the treatment, the being away from their little boys. I want them to know that there are many many people who are thinking of you both and willing you better. I want to hear that the prognosis is good, because you two good people deserve only happiness.