Dear Elijah,

if my life were to end tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures you brought me, all the cheeky smiles and all the hugs I was lucky enough to get from you. I would not think of the scary moments, not the false diagnosis of Rett´s, not the fights with the system to get your more help,

but the pure joy of everything else. I would see that wonderful wave you gave me today.

It will have been enough.


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