I Promised My Son Forever—Then Cancer Made Me Count the Months

breathe too loud, doing the only thing I have left: The Math.

The Doctors: 12 to 18 months. Maybe 24 if the new clinical trial works. Leo: Middle school graduation is in 7 years. The math is cruel. It’s not an opinion; it’s a sentence. I won’t be there.

Leo shifts in his sleep. He smells like grape juice and dryer sheets—the smell of a fresh, new life.continue reading …