Our Family Was Flying on a Make-a-Wish Trip for My Ill Son – Halfway Through the Flight, the Pilot Said, ‘Mike, There’s One Thing About This Trip That You and Your Parents Know Nothing About’

his head on my shoulder.

“Dad?”

“Yeah, buddy?”

“This is the happiest I’ve ever been.”

I couldn’t answer.

I simply kissed the top of his head.

Three weeks after we returned home, Mike’s condition worsened.

The doctors had done everything they could.

One quiet morning, with Stella holding one hand and me holding the other, Mike looked up at us.

“Did I really continue reading …