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

hands.

“I’m here right now,” I say softly, pushing him again. “And right now is huge.”

Leo doesn’t seem satisfied.

He swings back. His face becomes suddenly serious, like he’s trying to solve a puzzle.

“Are you… are you gonna go away again?” he asks.

My breath catches.

Because last time I “went away,” it was just the hospital. Just a week. Just a minor complication.continue reading …