After my parents explained her chemotherapy and radiation treatments, I walked back to my room. I didn’t know how it happened, but as I was sitting in silence on my bed, I started talking to God. I talked to Him like I was talking to a friend – as if God was sitting in the room with me. I asked Him to make sure my mom would be okay and promised I would spend every day moving forward trying to be the best person I could in return.
I chose to take the absolute worst thing that had happened in my life up to that point and let it positively change me.
– Nicholas Montani