This evening 12 months ago, we were all in a Center Parcs bungalow.
After putting the kids to bed, Kath and I talked about worries about Lennie’s sight, and resolved that Kath would take him in to the park’s medical centre in the morning to get it checked out.
The time between now and then has both flown by in a blur and felt like the longest, hardest year of our lives: moments of seemingly unbearable pain and fear balanced out by an incredible gallery of compassion, kindness and determination from our families, friends and Lennie’s extensive medical team.
We are, above all, extremely grateful to have arrived at this point: in the past week Lennie has successfully settled into his nursery, and is already noticeably more confident and contented. The anxiety about his Hickman line is a quickly fading memory. Every day, Lennie is showing us that he wants to explore and enjoy the world, in his own inimitable style….
p.s. a very big thank you to all of you who were able to join us last Saturday for a celebratory shindig – it was a wonderful night for us both X
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