Six-year-old Parker had been working hard doing his chores, in order to save up enough money for a new Spiderman toy.
Parker's mum, Shelby, was working to raise money and awareness for polycystic ovary syndrome.
Last week, Shelby discovered a note that said "mommy" on it on her kitchen table, along with the contents of her son's piggy bank.
That evening, when Parker returned from school, Shelby quizzed her young son about why he left her all his money!
‼️long ass emotional post ahead‼️I've been crying. ugly,can't breathe, " what the hell is wrong with me?!" Crying. I've admitted to being in a funk. And deep down I knew exactly why, but I still, 4 years later, still have a hard time dealing with it. It's the time of year. Before December 2011, Christmas time was my favorite. Nothing could stop the joy that filled me. But the second week of December 2011, my son was diagnosed with a rare, serious blood condition. We spent the holidays on the hem/onc floor that Christmas. We didn't have egg nog and Christmas light viewing. We had blood transfusions, worry and sleepless nights. We were surrounded by children who were terminally ill, fighting for their lives- including my son. from then on, I hated Christmas. When I thought of it, my heart turned cold. Memories of those weeks that turned into months of relapse after relapse was all that I thought of. He's in remission now. But he still suffers his set backs. He has spent more time in the hospital and been through more than any little boy ever should. So this time of year has always been a reminder of that. And I went into shutdown mode. "Stay busy" "DONT THINK OR FEEL". And it works. Until it doesn't anymore. then I thought- Why am I so sad? That time was horrific, sure. But look what's come out of it: -I will never again waste any time. Not one second. I'm going to live and be happy and make this life what I want it to be. Life is so fucking fragile. We need to live it. -I have become a strong woman because I see the strength in my son. He is the kindest, most empathetic little boy on the face of this earth. He is brave beyond years. He makes me want to be all those things for him. So I work on being that every day. I remember when Parker was getting infusion treatments, he'd make me walk him around to each curtain, so he could hold the hands of the others kids getting their treatments. He'd sit there with them and say in his two year old blubbering " it otayyyy. It otayyyy" So after school next week, we're going to the children's hospital to volunteer. In whatever way we can. So those families know " It otayyyy" it's all okay.
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"I know it's not a lot, but you work hard too, mommy," Parker told her. "And those pretty ladies need your help more than I need Spider-Man."
Can you COPE?
The proud mum posted a photo to Instagram, where she explained her son's kind gesture.
"If I ever doubted I was doing something right, not today. Not today" she said to her 23,000 followers.
What a really touching story!
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