To Have and Not To Have Wishes. On A Girl and A Boy. A Girl and A Boy. Once, there was a girl who liked a boy, but did not have a gut to tell him how she felt. She was happy enough to stay near this boy and accompany him whenever possible.

Poetry for the damned! Stay strong. Like this page? Follow my other blog wishful thinking. I got to say goodbye. In my eyes I started to cry. Begged you to not leave. You died, I bleed. My heart aches too much.

As we get closer to the transplant, more and more appointments have been added to the portal. Blood work, PET scans, regular treatment appointments, a bone marrow biopsy, pre-transplant meetings it seems that we will be very familiar with the halls of U of M Hospital over the next couple of months. We have been told that if all goes according to plan Justin will spend a total of 3 to 4 weeks in the hospital, to then come home for the remainder of his care.

Where every story is a masterpiece and every open letter is art. To a VERY Special Person. Mommy, Thank you for all of the love, the jokes, the comfort, the support, the lessons and most of all I want to thank you for just being.