Every Doctor Treating My 7 Year Old Daughter for Cancer Dressed as Superheroes for Her Birthday She Was Crying with Joy When Her Oncologist Knelt Down and Said, There s One Part of Today Your Mom Doesn t Know About Either

Alice nodded too easily.

I blamed the playground.

Nothing had looked terrifying until suddenly all of it did.

I’d never forgiven myself for missing the beginning.

So now I noticed everything.

If Alice rubbed her eyes, I noticed.

If she ate less, I noticed.

I blamed the playground.

If she got quiet, I noticed.

I had turned watching her into a full-time job.

That morning, a nurse brought in a giant birthday card from Alice’s class.

It was covered in stickers, hearts, superhero drawings, and names written in every color.

Alice read every one.

One name was missing.

I had turned watching her into a full-time job.

Before treatment, Sophie had practically lived at our house. She and Alice argued about movies, dinosaurs, and which superhero was strongest.

Alice checked the card again.

“She wouldn’t forget your birthday.”

“I’ve missed almost a whole year of school, Mom. It’s okay if Sophie has other friends.”