It’s surreal to go through our daily routine right now. We are blessed with wonderful friends and loving family, so that’s a big help. Our four sons have never really had anyone close to them face such a scary thing, much less their beloved Mama, so they’re slowly learning how to cope.

And the one constant, the powerful, driving force in all of this is Denise. She’s a lot more worried about us than she is herself.

Typical Denise.

I’m lucky to have a radio show and weekly column here at townhall.com where I can regularly interact with thousands of Americans. Perhaps you’ve agreed with some of my opinions, surely many have disagreed.

But I hope you don’t mind me asking you to forego partisan politics or ideology for a minute. I’ve never asked you for a favor, but I’m asking now.

I believe with all my heart in the power of prayer. I know the Big Guy has a lot on His plate right now, but I can’t help but think that if a bunch of well-meaning people send some prayers His way for a remarkable woman named Denise, it can only help. And if it’s His will that she beats this thing, it’ll happen.

Listen, I know I’m being selfish here. My wife is the single greatest thing that has ever happened to me and I don’t mind admitting that I would do anything for her, including asking anyone I come in contact with to pray for her.

So if you are so inclined, please do so. And while you’re at it, maybe you could send some positive thoughts and wishes to our sons and Denise’s parents.

We’re scared, worried, and confused. But confident that if anyone can fight this awful disease, it’s Denise.

And we’re both grateful that you’d allow me to share our story with you.