Then today, I read this morning's paper about a boy with autism who has terminal cancer, who was able to graduate early from our district's special needs transition school so they could make sure he got his diploma before he succumbed to that awful disease. The article said that the boy had anywhere from a few months to a year left to live, and had a quote from his mom about making each day the best that she could for him. The boy also said he didn't want to be buried when he died; he wanted his ashes scattered over the waves of the ocean - even though he has never even seen an ocean. His mom was trying to save up enough money to take him to see it before he dies - she originally thought in April, but the doctors told her to move the time table up to March due to the boy's fragile health. The boy's name? Riley.
Of all the times I've wished I was a millionaire, I think I wished it most then. But if wishes were all it took, not only would Riley and his mom get to see the ocean, Riley would be cancer-free, too.
We can't cure Riley's cancer. But we CAN make sure Riley gets to see the ocean before cancer claims him! Please donate whatever you can to help - no amount is too small!
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