One day we were walking down the street, and I saw three girls stop and stare at my mom while whispering to each other.

— Mom, — I asked, — why are they looking at you like that?

Mom stopped, looked at me, and for the first time told me the whole truth. About the illness. About the pain. About her fear that she might not live to see me grow up. And about the real reason her hair had disappeared.

At that moment, my world turned upside down. I realized I had to do something — anything — to support her. And what I did to help my mom completely surprised her 😢😱 I told the rest of my sad story in the first comment 👇👇