Errol Milner Clifford was born with a significant heart defect and a cognitive disability that prevented him from walking or talking. As we grieved the child we had anticipated, Errol’s full-bodied smile and irrepressible laugh turned our sorrow into joy, and taught us that many of the best things in life are unexpected. Inspired by Errol’s delightful spirit, friends, family, and neighbors rallied to support our family’s significant emotional, physical, and financial needs, through countless acts of selfless generosity. When Errol’s courageous heart finally failed him on December 23, 2009 we were left numb with grief. In these dark hours we listen hopefully for the echoes of Errol’s brilliant laugh. This blog is the story (starting from present and working back to Errol's birth) of the life and times of the amazing Errol Clifford.
Monday, October 12, 2009
It's hard having a child.
It's really, really, really hard having a disabled child.
Errol is like an Easter egg that hasn't been boiled.
I was thinking about this the other day, and this is completely random, but I figure this is a good place to contact you - If you find yourselves in a situation again where Errol needs to be rushed to the hospital, let us know if you need someone to make dinner for you. It's not a problem for us to do, and I know how hard it is to try to feed yourself and your family when you're in the hospital worrying about someone. Holla.
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I was thinking about this the other day, and this is completely random, but I figure this is a good place to contact you - If you find yourselves in a situation again where Errol needs to be rushed to the hospital, let us know if you need someone to make dinner for you. It's not a problem for us to do, and I know how hard it is to try to feed yourself and your family when you're in the hospital worrying about someone. Holla.
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