I used therapies and test results to gage my daughter’s life for about a year. I believed that my sole responsibility on her seventh birthday was to make one hospital day memorable. By the time it was over, I knew Alice had been waiting for something I was afraid to offer her.When Superman stood next to my daughter’s hospital bed and informed her of another surprise, she was already in tears.I was also crying.Wonder Woman, Batman, Spider-Man, and Captain America stood all around us. Doctors and nurses who had been treating my seven-year-old daughter for cancer for nearly a year were hiding behind the masks.Alice stared at me after
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