Why I Need You Help?

My name is Carlos A Arroliga I am 20 years old, I was born in Paris,Texas. I am the youngest of the 3 siblings. Healthy and happy but life had a surprise, on June 23, 2007 my father passed away from Colon Cancer, I was only 11 years old. At that time I didn't understand what this tragic illness was. But however the following year of 2008, one of my older sisters was diagnosed with AML (Acute Myeloid Leukemia), at this time I was only 12 but unfortunatly witnessed what cancer actually was. We lived in the hospital for three long months waiting for my sister to recover or to see her make some progress, but that wasnt the case. She was only 17 years old, she was like a second mother to me caring for me endlessly and always providing me anything I needed. That moment life had turned, I had already lost my father just the year before and now I had lost my sister. I felt so much anger and rage against the whole world, as if nobody understood how I felt. I lived the rest of my life feeling like this. I miss my sister so much, she is always on my mind. On March 28, 2013 I met a highschool sweetheart whom I began to date later then moved in together to start our life together. After a few months of living together, we were over the moon excited finding out we were expecting a little bundle of joy possibly my only one. The first few months were what felt like the happiest moments of my life. All of this changed when once again on June 20, 2014 I was diagnosed with AML (Acute Myeloid Leukemia). It was so devestating and confusing, I began to ask myself........." Why did I have to go through this?" " Why did I have to put more sorrow on my mother who had lost two loved ones?"  So many questions I have asked myself and still no cure. After multiple months of chemo I was finally in remission. A few months passed and a year after I was first diagnosed, it happened yet again. The cancer was back. But this time I have a donor. I thank God for that person who gave me the opportunity to keep living. A bone marrow transplant was very hard to recover from which also included various months of chemotherapy. I was well and full of hope, ready to continue and finish with the last steps of complete remission proving I had beaten cancer. That was until recently, June 2016, my cancer once again made its appearance. I have always appreciated everything my family and relatives have done for me, however at times I find it is hard to get through while having a family to care for but I want to fight again for my son and family. Today I ask for your help, anything is of help to me. I am currently medically disabled and unable to work. I want to thank you all for taking your time to read through my journey and the hard times I have had to face in such a short amount of time. May God Bless each and everyone of you!!