That changed with a shocking cancer diagnosis.
Reluctantly entering treatment, Andrew was more worried about missing meetings than fighting for his life. Then he met Tommy — a spirited eight-year-old in the pediatric ward. Their first encounter was tense, but Tommy’s energy and curiosity wore Andrew down.
Day by day, the boy brought laughter, stories, and warmth into Andrew’s life. Slowly, Andrew began to soften — noticing sunsets, laughing at jokes, even helping Tommy’s struggling mom in secret.
When Andrew was declared cancer-free, tragedy struck: Tommy’s health declined, and he passed away. Devastated but changed, Andrew created a foundation in Tommy’s name, reconnected with people he once pushed away, and finally found meaning in compassion.
A little boy had shown him what it truly meant to live.
