My life changed in November 2003. My mother was diagnosed with lung cancer. The news was a blow to her and all of us who loved her. She was in shock. She just shut down. She told me that she wanted me to find an oncologist for her and make her an appointment. So I did what I usually do in an impossible situation. I prayed, Lord, please place someone in my path to show me the next right thing to do. It is such a simple prayer but gets right to the heart of the matter. God, tell me what to do next. Clarity came and I called my neighbor, a neurologist, and asked him to tell me who he thought was the best oncologist in our area. Then I asked another half dozen health professionals who were friends or acquaintances for their thoughts. The same two names kept coming up so I made appointments with each. We went to the first appointment. The doctor talked. I talked. My mother sat quietly. The...