Miles was 3 when he was diagnosed with stage IV Neuroblastoma. He fought bravely, laughed and danced through every round of chemo. He was beating cancer. But he caught RSV, and after weeks of battling it, surviving even ECMO, a major feat, his body was tired. He passed away 9 months after diagnosis. He was still 3.
He loved cats (especially orange ones), pizza, pancakes, Disney World. He was an old soul, his mamas best friend. He is loved and missed more than I can say.
5-16-14 - 2-13-18