Sunday, October 10, 2010

When Emmalee was first diagnosed a doctor came into her hospital room and proceeded to tell me, in front of her, that I should enjoy the time I had left with her. Some people's intentions are to shove reality so far down your throat that it will never come back up again. I knew her odds weren't good, but I didn't want her to know. Now she did. How would she cope, being only eight?

Below is the first part of Emmalee's story. Please e-mail with your interest to read more at

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