There are no words to describe how helpless I feel. It's like watching someone free fall and their parachute won't open. You're on the ground and they're in the air. What do you do?
You pray. A lot. I don't always know who I'm even praying to though. I don't practice any type of religion. Never have. To me, if there was a higher being, things like cancer or terrorism wouldn't happen. But that's just me.
Dani is catholic. So I pray to God most of the time. I figure I'm praying on her behalf so it couldn't hurt.
Sometimes I'll just put it out there to whoever is listening. The sentiment is always the same though: please don't let her die.
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