It is very difficult to do many things because I miss my son, he was my rock. Even at the age of 12 he fought really hard. My little man faced more challenges then any one person has in a life time. At the age of 5 he developed a brain tumor and underwent 1 year of chemo, he endured 5 years of shots (getting them every 3 weeks) he then had major surgery to remove a tumor from his spinal area in 2010 and had 8 weeks of radiation followed by 7 cycles of chemo. While on this he battled fevers, then he went into remission in 2011 which only lasted 6 months and the cancer returned. In February of 2012 he had another surgery to remove another cancerous tumor and began another 8 cycles of chemo. He made it through 7 cycles of chemo before it stopped working. His cancer was growing and there was nothing anyone could do. My little angel was sent home to hospice where he lived for 2 months. Sadly my son passed away from cancer on September 3,2012. I miss my son very much and wish that he was here with me and that there was something the doctors could have done to help my son. But now he is cured and in the arms of God. I will see my son again when God calls my name to be with him, and I know that my son will be waiting right there with his arms opened wide waiting to give me a great big hug.