...but I can't.
The fact is, I got a call from the Make-a-Wish Foundation today.
Mason is going to have a WISH!!
I nominated him for one just two days ago (I think)! Truth be told, I had a hard time deciding if it was something I should do. My reasons were because a.) we have already received so many blessings throughout this ordeal that I felt like I couldn't ask for more, and b.) Mason, although he is having a hard time with his treatments, it is not as bad compared to the stories of other kids. I didn't feel right asking for something that could be given to a child who is having an even harder time.
I thought and thought about this, holding off on putting the nomination form in, until I read something on their site one day. I really can't remember where it was located, but it talked about a wish being a life-affirming thing, giving hope to those who struggle with treatments and such--it's not just for those who's prognosis does not look all that great.
So I thought about it some more (real decision-maker here), until it dawned on me: this isn't about me! It's not about how I feel, it's about how Mason feels. It's about how even though he isn't still sitting in the hospital two months later, or he isn't on his 10th surgery in two months, he is still going through something terrible. This is CANCER, for goodness sake; how can I dare cheapen what he is going through? He is only four years old! Heck yes he deserves to have something amazing to look forward to after going through all his treatments! (cue dramatic music)
Yes, this all went through my mind. Needless to say, I sent the application in. I had no idea I would get a call back so quickly, though. I felt really good about it, and couldn't help but dance around the house singing about how Mason was going to have a wish! Mason joined me, we turned some music on, and we seriously had an impromptu dance session.
Later, we had this conversation, that just re-affirmed my decision to put the application in:
Mase: "I don't like cancer...cancer is scary. Cancer is bad! Cancer is a fuzz pop!"
Then he began to cry. He is having a hard time, and he totally deserves this.
And boy, is he excited for it, too! When I first asked him what he would wish for, he blurted: "Another train!" I then took the time to explain that this was a special wish, one that would let him go anywhere, do anything, or have anything. He could have anything in the world, and it was all his choice. I literally saw his face brighten, as his mind started thinking of the possibilities. After talking with him today, I am pretty sure he is going to choose to either go to Disney World, or do something involving trains (of course).
Although, knowing Mason, this could very well change within the next day...or even hour. He did find out that they have a couple of trains at Disney World, though, so that kind of sealed the deal in his mind. He just may stick with that.
Whatever it is, I know he's gong to love it, and I absolutely look forward to watching him experience an actual wish come true. I could not be more grateful for what is to come!