Her tears wake me up.
There’s not much I can do about cerebral palsy, spinal scoliosis, epilepsy. Those are for hospitals and doctors.
The tears, though. Those are a father’s domain. Making silly sounds, singing favourite songs, I distract her from the discomfort.
Tears fade; a smile begins.
Hope endures.
Bill lives in Aberdeen, Scotland, with his family and a nagging sense that he has forgotten somethin, but can’t quite remember what.
