I was just thinking today of my friend Donny Miceli, who died of childhood leukemia at the age of 7. I wondered what it would be like to be Donny's mom or dad. There would be sadness of course, and the devastating feeling that something was missing that should be there. Would there be guilt? How could they carry on, knowing that there was a high school graduation, wedding, etc. that they should have attended but weren't? I don't recall if Donny had siblings but if he did, how would they have felt growing up without him?