Mood:
as my title has stated... I hate cancer... Connor may be relapsing... After all of the three years of treatment he's gone through, he's made it to the last week of chemo and they find out on thursday if they have to go back into full throttle treatment for the little guy...
God, if you can hear me... if you have the patience for me anymore... I have just a few more requests... one of which I'm going to use now... and a few more to save for later...
Please don't let it be so... please just let this be something that goes away and is the result of something other than cancer cells coming back and spreading... God, you probably know that this little boy means more to me than anything else in this world. If I haven't told you that already, then there it is. I love him... like the little brother you never gave me. I know there's some room for me in your heart God and please oh please... give that room to me.
Connor... I LOVE YOU You're my little brother that my mom never had... you're what keeps me going... you're what keeps me inspired to do the things i do... you bring out the best in me. You're what makes me smile, makes me cry, makes me a person. You're the best friend a guy could ever have and I don't want anything to take that away.
