As I sit by the window of our room in Memorial Sloan Kettering I can't help but truly appreciate the moment. A moment in which I get to see my wonderful and unique son rest as I see the individual snow flakes fall in the background. I listen to one of the most beautiful quartets in opera as Addio dolce svegliare alla mattina! – "Goodbye, sweet awakening in the morning!") from the third act of Puccini's La Boheme fills my heart and soul with the knowing that this next phase is only temporary. We are as beautiful and pure as snowflakes while falling to the ground in order to fuel the growth of the upcoming spring. My son you will always be my snowflake, you will always be my only AA, you will always be my fuel to live. Each and every tear or smile I ever have for you will be as original and unique as our memories together. I promise you my boy, my friend that we will roll in the grass again and laugh till it hurts again. Thank you for teaching me what is true love. I love you and I am forever grateful of your gift to us. Now let's enjoy our time together gordo. Mama & Dada love you Gordo. Springtime is just around the corner.
Roi
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