I promise. Tomorrow he starts treatment at the hospital, and… I just wanted today to feel normal for him.”
My anger dissolved instantly. I felt tears pushing forward, blurring her tired silhouette.
Without thinking, I stepped forward and wrapped her in a hug—tight, steady, the kind that says, You’re not alone. I told her that she didn’t owe me anything, not right now, not ever—not compared to what she was facing. That she could count on me for whatever she needed.
And in that moment, something settled deeply in me:
We’re all stumbling through life, carrying battles no one else sees. And the only thing that makes the journey bearable is simple—Kindness. Compassion.
Choosing to understand before we judge.
