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

but nods.

I write:

The doctors are helping.

I pause.

Then I write:

No one knows exactly what will happen.

Mike’s breath shudders.

I add:

But Mom loves you forever.

Mike’s hand grips mine so hard it hurts.

“Forever,” he whispers, voice thick.

I look at him.

“Forever isn’t about my body,” I say quietly. “It’s about him not being alone in his head.”

Mike swallows continue reading …