It’s hard to imagine this would be your last week of 2nd grade.
You were so anxious to get to kindergarten when DIPG struck our lives. I remember it was the first time you showed any signs of sadness with the disease. When the school bus pulled up to pick up Isabella that first day of school, you were in silent tears because you wanted so badly to go too. Instead, you had to go to radiation on your first day of kindergarten.
Imagine that for a second. It’s just wrong on so many levels.
I am so sorry you were robbed of so much of your earthly life sweet boy.