Can you picture watching your dad waste away day after day, knowing that it's not going to get better, only worse? The pain and despair of illness will only get worse, day after day, until finally, hits the greatest pain of all for you and the remaining members of your family, the end of pain for him?

I pray for you and your family, for your dad. I wish on every shooting star that it goes into remission, or that some radical new drug comes out with the promise of a cure. I pray for your dad, I pray for you and your mom and sister.

There's a plan for all of us, I just hope that you realize that he's going to someplace where there's no more pain, no more disease.

I just pray for you all. I'm so sorry...