All those that knows my nephew Peter Moua, he is the nicest person you would ever meet. He is the only son from my oldest brother Neng Moua. As a grown man, I'm crying as I write this because Peter so thoughtful and very brave while he goes through this unthinkable phase...

Peter is in his md 20's and has been battling brain cancer for the past decade, there was a point in time he was 100%, then it came back... This time, making it worst... They've seen multiple specialist from Stanford to San Francisco, countless hours, weeks and months, but it's come to the end of the road for these doctors. It's come to the point they've tried everything and it's gotten deeper into area's where they're not willing to touch. Peter has stopped his chemo and now, he's fighting very hard NOT for himself, but for us. Making every time with us as precious as possible. We're willing to try whatever that could help cure or ease the pain of my nephew's cancer and I'm asking for help for my brother and his family.

As many of you know, my brother is not the type and would never ask for donations. He's the kind of person to fight through this regardless of what it takes, but as a younger brother, I can see the toll it took on him... To think, his only son is sick and only have months, how do you digest this type of news... It's only been 1 month and I've seen how much Peter has changed, this really broke my heart. My brothers and I, we've always supported others having deep empathy. Most times, even crying, lending a shoulder or full support with our friends and family as they go through their hardship. It's unfortunate, here we are today.

Anything would help! Even a prayer or just sharing...

Thank you from the bottom of our hearts.