I like tape, not cancer.

I really do. It's such a fantastic invention. If someone got me tape for Christmas or my birthday, I would be very excited about that. Not that I want tape for Christmas or my birthday, I'm just saying, I like tape.
I had to start off with this deflection subject because it's how I'm wired. The truth of this (as I amend the title with "not cancer")... the truth is that I'm gonna be talking about a very serious thing and I can't do that for very long without putting in some humor. So... here it goes.

As most of you know, I'm the oldest of three. I have 2 amazing super awesome younger sisters; Sue (25) and Kim (23). Kim recently got married to a pretty rad guy this last July. Soon after Susi got engaged to Shawn, whom she had been dating for... uh... 3 years? I don't know. Doesn't matter. Shawn is awesome. I love that guy like my own brother. He's one of the funniest, goofiest, nicest most polite guys I've ever met. He belongs to my family already, even if they aren't married yet. He's got plenty of talent, strength and love for everyone in the world. And he makes my sister very very happy, which I couldn't have been happier to have.
Susi lives in New York, pursuing Broadway, and Shawn... well Shawn pretty much accomplished his dream for the most part by performing with the touring company of the musical "Chicago". Honestly these two were made for each other.

Recently, my future brother-in-law has been very very sick. He went to one doctor, who took an x-ray, and then sent him to a specialist immediately for a better examination. It had since been discovered that Shawn has a rare form of cancer in his lungs... or more specifically, his right lung. Apparently the amount of cancer is pretty bad, and he's doing Chemo today, right now most likely. He's in one of the best cancer research places in the USA right now at Memorial Sloan Kettering. He's a strong guy and optimistic as well, as is my sister.

Also, because of this unfortunate health mishap, my family won't be spending Christmas all together. Which is a first in well... ever. I'm 29, so that's 29 years for me, 25 for Susi, and 23 years for Kim. As I said to my father earlier today, "We had a good run, it was bound to happen eventually as we got older with other families. But it was good 23 year long run."

So there's some knowledge dropped down on you. I feel bad for Shawn and that he has to go through something like this, and for my sister who has to watch her loved one go through such a painful experience. I love them both tremendously and wish I could fly out and be there for both of them. Unfortunately I'm not Superman, cause if I was... I wouldn't have a car, and I would have to have secret identity and then everyone would want to be saved and life would just get so complicated, and the government would want to do experiments on me to take my DNA and make more supermen for a super army so that they could end all war and rule the world... and... uh... sorry. I digress.
Point is I wish I could do more for my sister and Shawn then just sit here and type a funny and heartfelt little blog about them (besides the prayer and positive energy I'm sending them of course). I did offer one of my lungs, even though I hate needles, I'd give him one. I only need one anyways, I'm not using both.

I suppose at this point, I would just ask for anyone and everyone's continued support and prayer for my family and his family as Shawn and Susi get through this situation. I'm sure everything will turn out fantastic, as I'm always optimistic in general. But the process is gonna be taxing.

Side note:
I might be in New York for my birthday instead of here. Don't worry, I'll be back to celebrate in proper style with all you crazy kids.