I had been meaning to run over to Mellow Mushroom to buy a shirt. I was giving an informative speech on magic mushrooms in my speech class, so I thought having a shirt to wear while I presented would be cool...plus I just really wanted a shirt. Ha
Once I entered, a young mom and her son were talking to the Hostess, so I patiently waited behind them. The young boy was holding his mother's hand and inquisitively looking at the psychedelic artwork on the side of the greeter's podium, which was at his eye level. He turned around, looked up at me and gave me the biggest smile. He smiled with his eyes, it's a rare smile to receive from a stranger nowadays. I returned a smile as my heart literally dropped.
I know staring is rude, but I couldn't stop myself from doing so. He looked like he was about five or six years old, bald and had a small tube that traveled into his nose, that I presumed to be his oxygen tube. I watched him as he giggled with his mom and smiled at all the random people who passed him. He had such a vibrant little soul. I paid for my shirt, left the restaurant and ran to my car. Dudes, I'm not usually an emotional person, but this little man left a lasting impression on me. I sat in my car and cried. Watching the amount of pure happiness and innocence that boy had, regardless of all the hardships I'm sure he has gone through in his short life, made me appreciate life a lot more and everything I've been blessed with.
I have never had any serious health issues and I can't imagine how horrible that must be for a child and their family to endure.
“It's not the size of the person in the fight, it's the size of the fight in the person.”