Jeremy’s Christmas Wish

1Jeremy sat in his hospital bed, watching snowflakes drift through the pale winter sky. There were only a few days left until Christmas and the doctor had announced that he would not be home for the holidays.

Jeremy had dreaded this news.

Before he was diagnosed with cancer, he loved Christmastime. His family would always decorate their tree and eat homemade sugar cookies.

Jeremy sighed. Those were the picture-perfect Christmases.

The door cracked open and Jeremy’s mom came in.

“How are you doing, Honey?” she asked in a tired voice.

“Okay,” Jeremy replied.

Mrs. Smith sat down on Jeremy’s hospital bed. “I…I know it will be hard to be here on Christmas,” she said. A tear rolled down her cheek as she took a deep breath and rubbed Jeremy’s back. Then Mrs. Smith cleared her throat.

“What do you say we do something fun for a change?” she asked.

“Like what, Mommy?”

“Well, I could wheel you down to the cafeteria and we could get some ice cream, or we could do watch a movie together up here.”

Jeremy shrugged. “Could we decorate for Christmas?”

Mrs. Smith thought for a moment, and then said, “Sure. Dad can bring some extra decorations down. Sound good?”

Jeremy nodded, a big grin on his face.


When everything was finished, Jeremy’s room had a little Christmas tree on the bedside table, a wreath hanging on the door, and lights all over the entire room. The little boy smiled. It may not have been the picture-perfect Christmas he was used to, but it came pretty close.


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