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

keeping this private for Leo. Thank you, though.

I set the phone down and take a breath.

Then I do something I’ve been avoiding.

I take out an empty envelope and write:

OPEN WHEN YOU’RE AN ADULT AND YOU’RE MAD AT ME.

Because he will be.

He will be mad.

He will be so furious at the universe that he might aim it at me.

At the decision to fight or not fight.

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