My Husband Walked Out After Doctors Said Our Son’s Cancer Could No Longer Be Cured… Days Later, I Found a Secret Letter My Son Had Written to Santa — and That Same Night, I Made a Decision That Changed Everything

He didn’t reply.

When I told Leo we were going on a little trip, his eyes lit up.

“Where?”

“It’s a surprise.”

He lasted until we were already on the plane.

“Mom, at least tell me the country.”

I smiled.

“France.”

Leo stared at me for a few seconds.

“France?”

Then suddenly his whole expression changed.

“Wait… Paris?”

I nodded.

He threw his arms around me as tightly as he could.

Then, suddenly, he became quiet.

“What about Dad?”

I wasn’t prepared for that question.

“I don’t know, Leo.”

He looked out the airplane window for several seconds.

Then he whispered:

“That’s okay. The important thing is that you’re coming with me.”

I almost couldn’t hold back my tears.

The next day, we were in Paris.

When the Eiffel Tower finally appeared in the distance, I wasn’t looking at the tower.

I was looking at Leo.