When I heard the news, my heart stopped. I felt frozen, unable to believe the nightmare about to become my life, yet realizing it was the truth. As tears came, I still didn't believe it. How could life go from perfect to a huge bad dream? All the little things I cared about don't matter anymore. How could I care about feeling left out when my dad might be taken away from me? How could I cry over a pointless party when there are fatal diseases out there like ALS? God will heal my Dad. Too many need him to survive. I need my daddy. I want him at my wedding to walk me down the aisle. I just want to make sure he knows what a wonderful Dad he is and how much I need him and love him. I love you Daddy. God will not take you away from me.