My best friend's heart is breaking daily and there's not a damn thing I can do about it except listen when she cries, and try like hell to make her laugh. I know what it's like to have a sick child, and to be afraid for his life. I do not know what it's like to have a child with a death sentence. I do not know the level of excruciating pain, from a number of sources, she's under.
I love her so much and all I want to do is wave my magic wand and make everything better. Why can't I make everything better?
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