I remember Lydia saying, “That look.”
I remember trying to laugh off my concern because I wanted her to be right.
And I remember the moment Finn himself quietly said, “Mom, can we go?”
In the end, that may have been the most important voice in the entire story.
His.
The child whose body had been signaling distress for days finally told us he wanted help, and Lydia moved.
Everything after that became a matter of learning what his new normal would look like.
The beach vacation didn’t end the way any of us imagined.
But Finn came home with parents who knew what to watch for, a family learning how to support him, and a treatment routine that turned something frightening and invisible into something manageable one day at a time.
And the next summer, when our family talked about taking another trip, Lydia was the one who brought it up first.
