3 years ago today, on a rainey Friday morning, we got a call from the Dr. Telling us to come in ASAP for a biopsy. The day before his MRI showed a mass and the report said "suspect for rhabdomyosarcoma" a word I had never heard. 
I called my parents who packed up their rental house in Florida and drove as fast as they could. I called my boss who was shocked. We put our baby through another sedation, with our fingers crossed so hard.  A couple hours later Dr luke came out and confirmed, our son had cancer. He was 20 months old. 
That was the day we became a pediatric cancer family. 

This is a hard time for me, it all comes back and ir seems like it was yesterday. 

Dear Barrett - I remember ever minute of that time, I just hope you don't remember much. I have been crying a lot lately and trying to hide it from you. But as you grow up you are more sensitive and will come hold me and say " it's ok mommy" and dry my tears. Which you shouldn't have to do. 
Your Dad and I have one wish for you, it has been the every day for three years. We say it at 11:11 when we can. "I wish for Barrett to live a long , happy, cancer free life"  and I am trying to remember that you are living that wish every day.  I love you ya little stinker. Mama