At this point in my life I’ve known two too many 12-year-old girls who have fought cancer and lost.
The first time I was a kid. This time I’m a mom.
Being a mom at a shiva call for a kid makes all the difference.
There’s something about kids with cancer where they tend to have this bravery, this independance, a higher emotional intellect… It’s probably intense to watch up close and it’s fascinating to hear a parent describe it afterwards.
But we should never know.