No one thinks they’re one in a million. You don’t expect to win the lottery. You don’t expect to get struck by lightning. And you don’t expect your infant son to get brain cancer. James did. Eight months old, hair to kill for. He died less than a month later, as beautiful on his last day as his first. James was diagnosed with atypical teratoid rhabdoid tumor (ATRT). When James left, he took his hair. He took his first steps; his first words. An entire future forever unknown. James was one in a million. No one deserves that kind of luck.
Jamesie Sikes
