Errol’s fourth birthday reminded us of Errol’s first tenuous day of life. As we move through these slow days of loss, it's clear how remarkable it is that we got any time at all with Errol (his sweet little body was not made for this world). It’s amazing he survived a day, much less three and a half years. How lucky we are.

Errol cheated death, and I think he knew it, and that’s what gave him that lucky-to-be alive glow that made the dark times more bearable, and the light times all the sweeter. We are so lucky.

And to think - we came a razor width away from never knowing beautiful, radiant Errol! How fortunate we are for the wonderfully joyous boy we got to share those beautiful days with.

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