You two are amazing human beings. I simply can not fathom going through all the shit you have both endured over all these months. People with your guts, attitude, character and spirit help restore my faith in humanity. You are both very very special people, I hope you realize that.
Whatever decisions you make in regard to Clint’s treatment plan, please know that a LOT of people have your back. We’ll support your decisions 100% and never, ever question you.
I wish I had the vocabulary and writing skills to properly express my respect and love for you both. I wish there was something I could do to help.
I’m sitting here feeling like I want to puke.
I am sad, and I am pissed off.
Not at you all of course.
I’m pissed that we can’t beat cancer into submission. It needs to be eradicated from the face of the earth.
I’m pissed that people, myself included, get angry and upset at stupid shit like changes to Facebook, dealing with morons at work, at the fucking *weather* of all things while amazing people such as yourselves are forced to deal with literally life and death decisions in the face of horrific odds.
I hate this fucking disease with a passion. I cannot begin to imagine how you feel about it.
Corny as it may be, the Rascal Flatts song embedded below came on the radio just a few minutes after I read the latest news about Clint’s prognosis. It pretty well embodies how I feel ”“ it covers just a small part of what I wish I could do for you all.
I am here. We are here. We will not let go of you. There are people literally all across the planet hoping and praying for you. If there is ever anything — ANYTHING — I can do for you, please don’t hesitate to ask.
Godspeed Clint and Angela. Bless you both, and live strong.
Clint and Angela won’t ask, so I will. If you can help financially, please consider donating here. And if you believe in prayer, they sure could use plenty of that too…