When I was 18 years old, my best friend had brain surgery. In order to understand what came after, what happened fourteen years later, you have to start with the knowledge that I had already faced the fear of losing someone I loved, when I was very young.
When my three year old was diagnosed with brain cancer in 2012 one of my first thoughts was, okay. This will be okay. She is fine, and he will be too.
Ultimately I would be proven wrong. But in the beginning, I had so much hope.