When someone you love is facing a life-threatening illness, every second feels more important. As the grandmother of Romello, a brave young boy who battled stage 4 neuroblastoma, I learned that joy often comes from the little things. The memories that stay with me today are not the big parties or major events. It’s the ordinary moments we shared that I miss most.
Finding Joy in Everyday Moments
Romello was a happy and playful boy. Even while going through cancer treatment, he found happiness in the simplest ways. One of his favorite things was having pancakes and sausage in the morning. I would wake up early just to make him his favorite breakfast. He would sit at the table, smiling as he took each bite. That quiet time we spent in the kitchen meant everything to both of us.
He also enjoyed video games. Whether he was playing with his brothers or just watching someone else play, it gave him a break from the stress of being sick. He would laugh, shout with excitement, and forget about the hospital visits for a little while. Those moments gave us all a chance to breathe.
Music was another part of his happiness. Romello loved Michael Jackson. He would try to copy the dance moves and light up the room with his energy. Watching him dance made me feel like things were okay, even if just for a few minutes. He also loved watching SpongeBob SquarePants. There was one episode that made him cry happy tears. When I asked why, he said, “Because it’s the greatest day ever.” That simple answer said everything about how he saw the world.
Love in the Smallest Details
One of the most special memories I have is when Romello got his kitten. Her name was Sophia. She was a little tuxedo cat that brought him so much joy. Every time he had to leave for an appointment, he would kiss her goodbye. When he came home, she would curl up next to him. That bond gave him comfort in ways we could not. She didn’t care that he was sick. She just loved him.
Romello had favorite foods too. He loved hot fries, pizza, and wings from Pizza Hut. A simple car ride to pick up his favorite snacks would make his whole day better. It was never about how much something cost. It was always about spending time together.
Even when he was not feeling well, we would just sit together in silence. Sometimes he would watch TV, and I would sit nearby. We didn’t have to say anything. Being next to each other was enough. These were the moments that filled our days with peace.
As a grandparent caregiver, I spent many days caring for Romello. I didn’t realize at the time how powerful those ordinary days were. Now that he is no longer here, I hold onto those memories with my whole heart. I would give anything to bring him another plate of pancakes or hear him laugh at one of his games.
Let the Small Moments Live On
When Romello passed away, our world changed forever. But the love he gave and the joy he found in simple things continues to teach us what matters most. This is more than just a childhood cancer journey. It is a story of a boy who found happiness through music, family, and the quiet moments that often go unnoticed.
If you are a parent, grandparent, or caregiver, I hope this reminds you to slow down and enjoy the little things. Take time to laugh. Sit beside your child. Watch their favorite show. Listen to their stories. Those are the moments you will hold onto one day.
Romello’s story lives on through every memory, every small joy, and every person who reads about his life. His courage and love remind us that even in the middle of pain, there is still beauty.
If Romello’s story touched your heart, please share this blog and consider purchasing the book, Romello’s Battle With Neuroblastoma, now available on Amazon. Let his story inspire hope, comfort, and love in families around the world.