“I always saw you as Uncle Phil,” my son answered as we walked out of the door and into the car.

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“I always saw you as Uncle Phil,” my son answered as we walked out of the door and into the car.
But this day was the worst. My son, my firstborn, had been rushed in with a life-threatening illness that brought our world and sanity to a screeching halt…