During last week's therapy dog session, a girl visited with us who was at the age of being more woman than girl. Surrounded by young kids, cancer patients like herself, she lost her composure.
Her treatment was done, and she wanted the same for all of them. They are just babies she said.
She apologized to the parents for crying and sat back down amongst the pups and little ones. I buried my gaze in Charlie's fur, while he napped against me on the floor.
I am and was one of those parents in the room, and Aaron was one of the babies. Now, I am on the other side offering my compassion.