I’m almost in tears. I’m very sad right now.

We all have troubles and trials and tribulations. The degree of the trial depends on who we are. Some of us, the hardest thing we face is every day stuff like living paycheck to paycheck or how to adjust to an ever changing family. Some of us have to go through more. I do not know why, nor do I understand why.

Life is like a game of cards. Purely chance what the dealer gives you. You could end up with a bunch of twos or you can have a full house. The best you can do is rejoice when the cards are good and make due when the cards are bad.

I’ve been following the journal of a mother who’s daughter is very ill with lukemia. This week the parents chose to stop treatment on their nine month old daughter. There is nothing more that can be done and the outlook is not good. Who knows how many more days this family will have with their little girl.

My heart goes out to this family. We were the lucky ones. We were able to cure Caramon, but it so very easily could have happened like this for us. So easily. Especially with how sick he was when he was first diagnosed. Not many people saw him when he was that bad. I didn’t want anyone to, and even now, when I talk about it, I try to make it sound better than it was. But I looked at my son and saw him walking through the valley of the shadow of death. It touches you like nothing else in the world can. When I hear about my fellow parents walking through the same valley, it saddens me. We grabbed Caramon back, but this family cannot do that for Allie. I was ever thankful for the time I had with Caramon. I would say, “At least I had five great years! Five years before he got sick!” And now I’m so happy, I’ve had 8 wonderful years! This family won’t have that. They won’t even have a full year.

I know I’ve mentioned it. But this is pediatric cancer awareness month. When you think about that, think about how great medical science is that we can help kids like Caramon. But remember, please remember, that the war wages on. That we lose more children each year to cancer than we should ever lose. Remember Allie.

Cancer is cruel, unjust, but most of all cancer has no prejudice. It strikes out at anyone no matter race, religion, sex, or age. Cancer is not a disease that kills old people. It kills our parents, our brothers and sisters, and yes, even our children.

Please, remember this family in your prayers. They need it more than anyone right now, I think. If you wear a gold ribbon, wear it for Allie as much as you’d wear it for Caramon. And if anyone wants Allie’s website, it is at The Scott Household. That will take you to the current as of today week. Read the tale if your heart is strong. It’s one of hope and inspiration and the unwavering strength that God has given to each and every parent.

Most of all, no matter what, remember how precious each and every day is. Never once take any day for granted. Now go, and give your family hugs, hugs are meant to be shared. As for me, I think I’m going to go kiss the heads of my babies and thank God once more today how thankful I am for them. They are two of the most wonderful boys on earth.