He sighed. “Just tired. Your mom hasn’t been feeling her best lately.”
I didn’t think much of it. Mom always pushed herself for others.
A week later, I learned something that rocked me to my core: my mom had been undergoing medical tests. She didn’t tell me because she didn’t want to add stress to my already full plate.
Early-stage cancer.
Treatable, thank God—but terrifying all the same.
When I arrived at the clinic, she smiled as soon as she saw me. “You’re here,” she said softly.
“Of course,” I replied. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
She shrugged gently. “You’ve got enough on your shoulders.”
Everything in me broke and strengthened at the same time. I knew I had to step up.Continue reading…
