Rest in peace, little one.

Yesterday a very bright little light went out.

People keep saying, “I’m sorry for your loss.”

But he wasn’t mine to lose. I can’t imagine what his family is going through.

Though, in a way, he was mine to lose. He was all of ours.

I’m sorry for the loss of every life he touched. He warmed the hearts of everyone he met. His child-like lisp combined with his wise-beyond-his-years vocabulary was endearing. His energy was contagious.

I’m also sorry for those who never got to meet him. Who never got to be amazed at the grace with which he maneuvered his miniature scooter around.  The maturity with which he spoke to adults. The obvious love he had for his parents and his sister.

He was taken from us far too soon. He had so much life left in him.

It’s not fair.

He was only six years old.

His life was not lived in vain, however.  His strength and bravery led his parents to do more than sit there and hold his hand and hope for a miracle.  For three years, they fought and they DID. They started a foundation for the grossly underfunded research for pediatric cancer. They held bake sales and inspired thousands to do the same.

Someday, this foundation will be the reason a cure is found.

When that day comes, they will have a brave little prince to thank.

~ by Valerie Anne on 01/25/2011.

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