I've Spent A Lot Of Words On

The Days Of Our Lives, For All Of Us, Are Numbered.

I Hope I Have Important Things To Say.

If I Had Lost A Leg, I Would Tell Them, Instead Of A Boy, No One Would Ever Ask Me If I Was 'over It'. They Would Ask Me How I Was Doing Learning To Walk Without My Leg. I Was Learning To Walk And To Breathe And To Live Without Wade. And What I Was Learning Is That It Was Never Going To Be The Life I Had Before.

I'm Not Praying For God To Save Me From Cancer. I'm Not. God Will Enlighten Me When The Time Comes. And If I've Done The Right Thing, I Will Be Enlightened. And If I Believe, I'll Be Saved. And That's All He Promises Me.

You're Young. Maybe There'll Be Time For A Do-over If You Don't Get It Right The First Time. But There Are No Guarantees. There Will Come A Time As It Has For Me When There's No Time For A Do-over.