Dear dj,

its december 16, and i know right now you think our life is perfectly imperfect and believe me it is. you are going through hardake and heart break. you are going to lose stuff that will leave you at a lost for words and brand you a loser because right now thats what you are. or at least what you believe you are. your strength is simply swindling and you dexterity depleting.You are so steadily sickly that all you want are some friends. but you are in this alone because no mater how you look at it nobody around you knows the pain you have all over your body and that you just want to  drop down and die. So no help from them. You feel pressure precisely pinpointing every standing structure in your body and it gets worst from here. You are going to get more needles used on you then a hospital on their first flu shot day. And I know you like to eat but your stomach is shrinking making u feel like eating is only filling an empty void that is infused with a bottomless pit. And even if you want to eat you won't be able to because... Well i don't want to giveaway to much because how do you expect to experience everything exerting from your flourishing future if I flat out foretold it. And even though you can't explain what you going through you still have family forever feeling for you to get brighter and better. And it not all bad because you are now a honoring hero here to hear the hounding horrors of other babies, kids, and adults and tell them your surviving stories and stress soundly to not give up. Just make the best of a bad situation. Good thing now that we are at the age where we have been through what we have done. So we now can continue coaching countless contender closer to conquering cancer.