Today was going to be great. Busy and great. Just the way I like it.
I woke up refreshed, hoping to take a few pictures of my projects for WIP Wednesday; hoping to play with Maze on the floor and sing along to Jake and the Neverland Pirates, but that's not what I feel like doing now.
Now, I feel like praying. Hard.
This morning I found out my friends Jeremy and Tera's son Caleb has been diagnosed with cancer. He's 8. EIGHT!
I can't stop crying, thinking about how I would be shattered if my little Clara-bug were diagnosed with such a pointless and ridiculous disease. As a parent, I ache for them. As a friend, I want to fight for them. They are an amazingly strong and I know they are going to make it through this lemon with poise as a unified family.
So why am I sharing this?
I want your positive vibes.
I want your happy thoughts.
I want you prayers.
And I want them all directed at a little hospital room in Mesa, Arizona, USA where a little man and his family are learning how to move forward from this point.
He starts chemo on Friday.
If you are interested in learning more, visit their blog: http://jeremyandtera.blogspot.com/.