This is so sad! "A Child's Battle Through Cancer."

This is so sad people. Please spread this inspirational story. It changed my life and it will change yours. This little boy in the story was only ten years old when he was diagnosed with non-hotchkins Limphoma. It is an adult Cancer that takes away your ability to fight off sickness. Please be respectful and rate. It means a lot.

Created by pinkiefinger7691 on Thursday, March 29, 2007


I waited by the phone only to hear the words that I would dread for as long as I live.
"Hello?" I answered the phone hesitantly. My Mother and my sister watched my expressions carefully as if to interperate what my aunt was saying on the other line.
Finally, I hung up the phone with sadness defining my face.
"It's not good." I said. My voice was unsteady.
"He's dead Mom. He died in his parents' arms." Tears welled up in my eyes. The same was happening to my watchers. I took them in a tight embrace and just let it out. I cried until I had no tears left.
...two years prior...
"I need to talk to you." My mother said to me with tears in her eyes. My young heart couldn't bear to take what was coming next.
"It's Andrew." She said quietly.
"What's wrong?"
"Andrew is sick. He has what is called, Non-Hotchkins Limphoma. It's a type of Cancer normally developed by adults and it affects the immune system."
"I don't understand."
"Honey, Andrew can't fight off any sickness. He has a Cancer that if developed during childhood, can be fatal...I'm not sure how much longer Andrew is going to be around."
"What? Andrew is leaving me?"
"Yes. But I don't know when. The doctors say it could be a matter of months." That was it. I couldn't keep my tears from falling. Andrew was like a brother to me and now he was going to be ripped out of my life.
...Two years later[than when he was diagnosed]...
The days passed, but my heart stayed at that same day I was told he was dead. I couldn't seem to move on.
...Later that day...

"Come here. I want to tell you something about Andrew." My Mother said comfortingly. I sat timidly next to her on the soft sofa that sat in the middle of the livingroom infront of the blazing fireplace.
"Your Aunt Kim told me about the day in the hospital when God took Andrew. She told me that when Andrew was dying, he was holding onto her and Uncle Scott. He was holding their hands tightly as well. All was still until Andrew squeezed his Father's hand. Then a small voice slipped out of his mouth.
'I'm talking to God, Dad. He is telling me that it is time to go now. He says that everything is going to be ok.' His Father and Mother began to silently cry, trying not to let Andrew see. Then after a brief pause, Andrew opened his chocolate brown eyes and looked at his parents with a soft smile on his face.
'I love you, Mommy. I love you Daddy.' Those were his last words as he slipped away into heaven." My eyes were once again filled with tears. But these tear were saying that I would never forget that boy for as long as I live. He will always have a place in my heart.

One last message:
One day, sometime after Andrew knew he was going to die, he told his parents that he wanted to be a blue jay when he gets to heaven. So to this day, I have been getting one blue jay that sits on my porch. I believe him to be my gaurdian angel.
A few months after Andrew was diagnosed, his whole school went into the hall one day and joined hands, joyfully singing to Andrew. "He's got the whole world in his hands!" Their voices rang out.
I hope this story was a little inspiration out there to everyone to realize how lucky they are to be alive and to live your life like there is no tomorrow. Reach out to those that need it. MAke a difference in this world. Just take one day even and go to visit a childrens' hospital or a nursing home or somewhere. Brighten someone's day and make you life and theirs that much more worth while. God Bless.
The irony of the story...
1) this is a true story
2) The main character in the story that is not named, is me. My cousin died of cancer at the age of 10 followed by 7 other relatives that are very close to me. My Uncle currently has Cancer and doctors say that it is not likely that he will live much longer.

***I hope this story touched peoples' hearts and motivated them to enjoy life as it is and thank God everyday that you are alive.***

This is Christi Thomas. She has been taken by cancer as well. God Bless Christi.

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