10/17/2025
Never take your kids for granted. Even during the worst temper tantrums, just remember to be thankful that they’re healthy. Some parents aren’t so lucky and would give anything for a healthy child, even if they can be a brat sometimes 💛
After hearing from the doctor that her son Léo’s cancer could no longer be treated — that no therapy was working anymore and the only goal was “to keep him comfortable until the end”… Claire went to his room.
Léo was sitting on his bed, watching videos on his tablet.
She sat beside him, rested her head against his, and they had this heartbreaking conversation:
— Me: Breathing hurts, doesn’t it?
— Léo: Uh… yeah.
— Me: Does it hurt all the time?
— Léo: (looking down) Yes…
— Me: This cancer is awful… You know, you don’t have to fight anymore.
— Léo: I don’t have to? (with a small smile) But I’ll keep fighting for you, Mom!
— Me: No, sweetheart… You’re doing it for me?
— Léo: Well… yes.
— Me: And what’s a mom’s job?
— Léo: To protect you! (with his big smile)
— Me: My love… I can’t protect you here anymore. The only way to do it now is from the sky. (My heart shattered.)
— Léo: Then I’ll go to the sky and play while I wait for you! You’ll come, right?
— Me: Of course I’ll come! You know you can’t get rid of Mom that easily!
— Léo: Thanks, Mom! I’ll play while I wait for you!
That was their last real conversation.
In the hours that followed, Claire never left his side.
They played, laughed, watched videos, and fought the “bad guys” with their toy guns.
They made the most of every moment.
An hour before he left, he snuggled into her arms again and told her how he wanted to be remembered:
— “As a policeman.”
A little later, Claire went to the bathroom.
When she came back, Léo was sleeping deeply.
His little body had given up.
But in one final breath, he opened his eyes, smiled, and whispered:
— “I love you, Mom.”
Then he closed his eyes as Claire softly sang into his ear…
Léo passed away at just 4 years old, in his mother’s arms, after a brave fight against cancer.
The photo shared isn’t just one picture — it’s two.
In the first, you see Léo lying on the bathroom rug, waiting for his mom to finish her shower.
In the second… the same rug. Empty.
Just a silent rug… where a perfect little boy once waited for his mom.
If tonight your child is near you,
put your phone down.
Forget what you’re doing.
And give them the longest, warmest hug. 💛