“Hug, Daddy.” C stopped saying things like “hello” and “goodbye” months ago. Gone were “Mommy” and “Daddy.” No more running to get a squeeze. In fact, he stopped asking for almost anything. He just went away.
About two years ago, shortly after C was put on oxygen, we went on a family picnic. Once situated, C began to toddle around, exploring the area, when his oxygen tube got tangled in the backpack. I was struggling to … Continue reading