So, this has been on my mind as of late and I keep thinking about it.

The other night I saw a little boy who must have only been about three years old. Maybe four. He was bald and had purple spots all over his head. I was walking up the steps and he smiled and put his hand up for a high-five. I gave him a high-five, smiled back, and finished walking up the steps.

A man told me that the boy had a tumor when I got to the top of the steps. I felt like my heart sank. I hadn’t really thought about why he was bald of why he had little spots all over his head. Things happen to people, and I was busy and didn’t stop to think. 

I had to walk back down the steps, and then back up again within a few minutes and the little boy smiled and waved at me this time. I smiled and waved back.

Later that night I just kept thinking about him. He was such a happy little boy with a tumor that was making him so sick. It’s been making me wonder, do kids that are that young know and realize that they are sick? Do they think that’s normal? He seemed so happy and in such good spirits. He had a smile fixed on his face for almost the entire night.