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I was walking through the store the other day... Everywhere I looked there was someone pushing a cart full of school supplies. Notebooks, Pencils, Glue sticks, Backpacks..... My eyes darted from cart to cart...and I fought back tears... Devan walked ahead of me...unaware of my impending breakdown. Just people...probably mostly parents... buying supplies... for school. No big deal...right? All I could think about though... was how I would be shopping for only one boy to return to school this year. Because, we have all that we need for Parklen to have school here at the house... Our basement doesn't require special supplies... I had such high hopes three years ago...when we entered into transplant... my hopes for a new life for Parklen grew as he smashed through chemo and the receiving of his brother's cells.... When he got to go home much earlier than anticipated...they grew again. It was a thought always in the back of my head...but each time he flew ove