Look, I'm not comfortable discussing my own circumstances, but making it to mid-30s has been a huge blessing. Getting diagnosed after 40 years on this earth is a tough pill to swallow. I can't disagree that it feels like one of the most devastating things that could happen.

Yet, you know, there are actually cancers that strike kids before they even have a chance to reach puberty. One in particular is Rhabdomyosarcoma which is a cancer of muscle tissue that essentially is a death sentence. The treatments that exist are limited, and funding does exist to work on it, but it's not a well known issue until it hits a family, which means funding is pretty much dependent on foundations willing to spend money on a hard challenge that isn't glamorous.

What do I mean by glamorous? I mean breast cancer. Pancreatic cancer. Colon cancer. The things that are likely to hit a large group of people.

I sincerely hope the best for your sister, I really do. She's about to enter a world which is a new perspective on life. Over time I've learned that a lot of people don't value what they have until it's in jeopardy, and when the bubble gets burst, when mortality is staring strong, that's when it's time to get real, to bite down on the belt and take the pain if it means survival. Stay strong, and tomorrow holds a future that none of us can predict.