Tuesday

Today coming out of school the little boy who comes with his dad to collect his brother. The one with Leukaemia reached out to me and asked if i would take his hand, so he could balance on the small wall like our son was doing. I took his hand, felt so small and cold. His dad said the other day when chatting that he had been on the Terminal ward at the hospital at Xmas, i really hope its not that bad, poor kid he's nearly always chirpy and cute.