Its always there, lurking and
waiting. The relentless, faceless enemy we run from everyday. We fight as best we can, and make progress, you are doing so
well! We get to a point of acceptance, and go on with our daily lives.
The fight becomes our focus, our mission, and
just another part of our day. We feel genuine happiness, and a sense of accomplishment. This is our reality, this is what
we do. But how long will it last? How long can we keep It at bay? Life goes on. There are the usual ups, downs, joys and sorrows.
But the terror of the unspoken is always there, lurking and waiting.
We do not accept that one day you will be ripped
away from us. How could we?
It doesnt even seem possible
when we see how far youve come. So our denial
keeps us going, it feeds our fury to save you. We believe there is more hope we know it is true. We put our hope in science.
We will not let you go. Somehow, someway we will conquer this vicious disease. We have come so far, but have years of hard
work ahead. Our goal is to find a cure, to beat our enemy, to save you. I cannot let you go, I will never give up. I nuzzle
your sweet neck, smell your hair, and kiss your face. Everyday I memorize the details of how you look, the feel of your soft
skin. I take so many pictures just in case It should decide to creep out of the shadows. That is a fear so real and devastating
I rarely allow myself to think about it. Time is a hard concept, it is wonderful to have, but its fleeting nature is
scary. You are my strength and inspiration, my beautiful, loving little Max. We are a team. I need you to keep me going, to
remind we what is important. And to you I give my strength, my love, my devotion. We will do it together; I know it can be
done. We are forever bound as mother and son.
I love you my darling little Max.