Today I got my heart broken... By a 5 year old with blonde spikey hair. At snack time, he sat down at his assigned seat. I looked at his name card, saw his last name and immediately knew who he was. That's when the first rip in my heart started to happen. How could such a sweet boy have to be put through such a hard time? On the way to the playground I was holding his hand and I finally got the courage to ask him how his brother was. He smiled, held up one finger, and said "he has one left." That's when the next rip happened. I tried to smile and replied, "One more and the doctors will make him all better." Hoping I was right. The boy looked at his feet and whispered "He has cancer." It took all I had not to break down right then. All I could say was "I know and I'm praying."

A five year old shouldn't know what cancer is. They shouldn't have a brother who is fighting it. And they definitely shouldn't know how treatment works. I think I would be mad at God for this if I hadn't literally just finished the book Letters to God. It's about a boy with brain cancer who uses the short life he has to inspire others to follow God. Although I pray Nick's condition doesn't take the same route Tyler's did, I do pray he makes the same impact. Life is fragile. Bad things happen to good people. We just have to learn to have Faith. And pray.