My 17-year-old son shaved his head for his sick girlfriend – the next day, her mother said, “You need to come to the hospital and see what your son did.”

him, Rachel. I sit there, I can’t do anything, and he just walks in, and she’s lively again.”

I pulled her into my arms right there in the doorway. She sobbed into my shoulder, and I held on tighter.

“We’re not rivals,” I said. “We’re in this together.”

Six weeks later, Lily’s scans came back, and a miracle had happened: continue reading …