Today is my cousin's little boy's birthday. Only trouble is, he's not around to celebrate it. Max would have been 15 years old today, just like my oldest, who was born two months and five days before him. But when Max was less than two years old, they discovered he had liver cancer. For over five years they battled this, to the tune of multiple surgeries, liver transplants, chemo....
But in the end, he died in his mother's arms just a couple weeks shy of his 8th birthday.
Happy birthday Max, our angel. Your life was short, but the life in you was vast. No one who ever knew you will ever forget you.
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