My brother of 14yrs has been diagnosed with liver cancer. He does not smoke or drink. Actually he's a vegetarian, yet he has cancer. He is the baby of my family, the last one. It really isn't fair to him. My mom is taking it so hard, and so is the rest of the family. I believe that everything will work out fine. The doctors said that he has glands and will be testing one to see the exact cause of the problem. Then they'll know if they can treat it here, or whether he'll have to travel overseas to treat it. I pray everyday that he'll get better. I love him so much and it hurts so much to know that he's in this situation. My family has no history of any cancer, yet he ends up with it. I keep wondering where did it come from, how did it happen, will he be okay every moment. We have to be strong for him. He hurts and can't walk properly, yet he is so jovial. I believe that he makes us strong. He cracks jokes, laugh and that smile is always there on his face. And though I feel strong with all going on, yet I feel weak at times. I feel this way knowing that people sometimes don't live through such sicknesses. I can't bear that I may have to live with him not around. But as I said, I believe that all will be well, God will pull him through that ordeal. He has so much faith that he'll be okay. I pray that all will be okay with him.