My Son Was Dying When He Asked a Rough-Looking Biker to Hold Him — What Happened Next Changed Everything

Through this journey, I learned something I should have known all along:

Compassion doesn’t wear a specific face.
Kindness doesn’t look a certain way.
Love appears where you least expect it.

My son’s final wish was to be held by a biker.
And that biker held him with a love stronger than anything I could have imagined.