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-- by  Bill Walls
My friend John always has something to tell me. He knows so much that young men have to have older and more worldly wise men to tell them. For instance who to trust, how to care for others, and how to live life to the fullest. ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

Recently, John lost his wife Janet. For eight years she fought against cancer, but in the end her sickness had the last word. ÔÇ¿ÔÇ¿

— By Norma Marek (used with permission) If I knew it would be the last time that I’d see you fall asleep, I would tuck you in more tightly, and pray the Lord your soul to keep. If I knew it would be the last time that I’d see you …

-- By a 6-year-old

Being a veterinarian, I had been called to examine a ten-year-old Irish Wolfhound named Belker. The dog's owners, Ron, his wife Lisa, and their little boy Shane, were all very attached to Belker, and they were hoping for a miracle.

I examined Belker and found he was dying of cancer. I told the family we couldn't do anything for Belker, and offered to perform the euthanasia procedure for the old dog in their home.

As we made arrangements, Ron and Lisa told me they thought it would be good for six-year-old Shane to observe the procedure. They felt as though Shane might learn something from the experience.

By Dan Anderson I try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. His placement counselor assured me that he would be a good, reliable busboy. But I had never had a mentally handicapped employee and wasn’t sure I wanted one. I wasn’t sure how my …

-- Author Unknown

Sally jumped up as soon as she saw the surgeon come out of the operating
room.  She said: "How is my little boy?  Is he going to be all right?
When can I see him?"  The surgeon said, "I'm sorry.  We did all we
could, but your boy didn't make it."  Sally said, "Why do little
children get cancer?  Doesn't God care anymore?  Where were you, God,
when my son needed you?"  The surgeon asked, "Would you like some time

This is a poem I wrote a few days ago about a little girl who was stricken with cancer and her mother who is trying to stay brave for her little bumblebee...

-- By Victoria Benway (submitted to Inspire21.com April 25, 2003)

~I grab a hold of your hand~
and I just can't let it go
It's not right; it'‚s not time
~"Please God, please no"~

~I remember the day the doctors told me~
Their words came out, but I could not hear
I choked the breath out of my body