Mom, I used to get SO ANGRY when we would go to the beach or go camping or on a hike, and you would say, "Mollie, wear a hat!" "Mollie, cover your head!" Why do I have to cover my head , I would think, as Lucy and Liam ran about, with their twinning bright blonde heads sticking out like a sore thumb, swaying in the wind, and reflecting the light of the sun. Why me!!! It's not my fault that I got cancer and they didn't. Well, you'll be happy to know though reluctant as I was, I still wear hats even when you're not around to see me. You were right. I'll never live a completely carefree life. Even when I come down with a common cold or what we call the "frat flu" at school, I'm used to my nurses and doctors jumping to conclusions about the state of my health because of my past with Leukemia. Though chemotherapy has its health drawbacks, the gratitude that I feel to be alive and w