We were all concerned. After a brief hospitalization, the gym called a meeting for all of the coaches. My sister and I huddled close together scared of what news was to come. I was very nervous and had a pit in my stomach. Mark came out, visibly thinner. You could sense the tension and seriousness of the moment. He had a letter written up that he was going to read to us. HE read the letter with his voice crackling at times. It was a side of him that I had never seen before. We hear the dreaded words we had all expected. He told us he had a rare form of cancer. It was very serious. I broke down into tears and tried to keep it together as he finished reading the letter. We all held each other close and comforted each other. There was so much raw emotion. He was our rock and leader and now he was in fight for his life. I felt helpless. I wanted to do something but I realized it was out of my hands. It was amazing how quickly my perspective on life changed. I realized how precious life is and that I shouldn’t take it for granted. The team and I channeled our energy and made Mark a Minnesota Vikings quilt, and wrote him letters telling him how much he means to us and how much he has done for us. His wife said that the blanket and letters meant so much to him and that is what has given him encouragement and