When I was 7 my mom got sick. I didn't know. I just knew her hair was looking thinner, my family looked very worried all the time, and that my mom and dad seemed tired. One day, I came home from school and saw my mom wearing a bandanna on her head. I thought she had gotten a bad haircut and was embarrased because of it, or something. I didn't mind it. I thought her colorful bandanas looked pretty.Some weeks later, I walked into her room, and she was sitting on her bed, without her bandana. She was bald. I was surprised, and I missed her long hair.After some time, her hair grew back, and she stopped using bandanas. Everybody seemed happier, and my mom and dad were always smiling again.I had no idea that my mom had had cancer, and that she fought it and won, until last year, when she told me.In a way, I'm glad she didn't tell me. I was only 7. What could I have done except worry?But my mom never compained. She always put on a brave face. I am so proud of her.I love you Mom, and I am so glad you are still here with me. I love you. <3