Over these last few months I have embarked on a journey, a journey that is wrought with legend and love. It began when my son Elijah fell ill. We weren’t certain exactly sure what could have occurred to make him sick, but we did everything we could to ensure he got well again. Learning that his spine had actually collapsed in the vertebrae T-9, I was devastated. My wife Kristina and I had all but lost our minds. Suddenly after losing my job and stuck in a forbidding place such as Las Vegas was microscopic, the world and all that was in it seemed as insignificant as a grain of dust compared to the intensity and panic I felt towards Elijah’s still unknown condition. The initial news was grim, he would have to wear a brace, probably for the rest of his natural life. His spine was damaged and to any doctor that is severe news. And to every doctor that saw him that was exactly the response we recieved. No one had good news. Then we met with this spine specialist, Dr. Camp, he explained that what Elijah more then likely had was eosinophilic granuloma, a version of hystiocytosis x most often found in children. Yet my research has uncovered numerous cases involving the skull and long bones mostly. Not so much the involvement of the spine. After a few tearful and exasperated moments both having to do with the fact we now knew what it was and that it was bad. We learned that Dr. Bernstein was the one he was going to see. I didn’t know at first if this was going to be a long and horrible road. But shortly after Elijah’s first chemo injection he showed an enormous change in physical activity where before this he was extremely lethargic and none-physical. It was somewhere in this that I realized we couldn’t do this alone, that we needed help and we lacked the strength and will that this situation and Elijah desperately needed. So I opened the bible and began to read, and I read about Job and how no matter how foresaken he must have felt from God, he not once forsook the Lord. Not once. And now I was in my own hell, a demon had come and damaged my son and I didn’t want answers, I wanted help and guidance. And I got that immediately from the Bible, not by accident by any means more of a sign that the Lord wants me in his life and all I have to do is take the invitation. But now my wife and I are constantly at odds, she and I don’t seem to get along ever, it’s like we are living two separate lives and never seeing eye to eye. It’s very disheartening, and I pray that we will grow closer. Time will tell I suppose, I just hope we aren’t running out of it.