Ray of Sunshine

I have not cried over cancer in awhile ( in the world of cancer moms awhile means like a week!). Spencer is doing well and is feeling healthy, I have had lots of reasons to smile. Yesterday I cried for the first time in "awhile". We had barely got settled into our hospital room when our nurse came in and told us about Ray. She said that there was a boy that was Spencer's age across the hall and he just barely shaved his head. He was soooo sad about shaving his head and was absolutely sure that there was not another kid around with the same "head style". He was not feeling well but she asked if we could just wave through the window so that he could see Spence and his cute bald head. Sometimes Spencer is hesitant about stuff like this. I was not sure how he would react, but with a big full smile, and nod of the head he said "yes!" We walked over to the room and cute little Ray feeling nauseated and all tucked under his blankets looked up and gave the sweetest smile when Spence waved to him and when he caught site of the identical head! Oh my heart. I have always known that Spence was a special kid. A different kind of special. The nurses here have shared with me that they will not work anywhere else because every single one of these kids possesses this same kind of "different special". I can testify to you that what I saw yesterday between those boys, even in the short moments it happened, and the feelings I get around these kids that this is most definitely true. I started welling up right there in the hall but I composed myself. I thought of his mom who was there with him and all of the things going on in her heart and in her mind, and in her soul over this new diagnosis. I wanted to tell her that things do get better, or at least that things feel more normal over time. I was telling my stepmom last night about this sweet little scenario and we both starting crying. How lucky we are to know these boys. How lucky we are to experience things like these in our lives even through yucky trials. I am thankful to have a son who can recognize his strengths and have the ability to serve even through all he is experiencing.