My prom dress stayed untouched while I faced a stage 3 diagnosis—until my date did something at prom that changed my life forever.

become my favorite person during the worst month of my life.

We’d known each other for years.

He was one of those people everyone liked.

Athletic without being arrogant.

Popular without being cruel.

Handsome without acting like he knew it.

The kind of guy who remembered birthdays and helped teachers carry supplies.

When he asked me to prom months earlier,continue reading …