THEN, THE TIME CAME TO LET DYLAN GO Watching my son Dylan running around in his favourite Spider-Man T shirt, I feel so lucky. Like his favourite character, to me Dylan is a superhero. When he was struck down with a devastating condition, his chances of survival were low. Doctors were convinced he wouldn’t survive. And, while it pains me to say it, the truth is, so was I…
Back in December 2015, I had so much to look forward too. My husband Mike and I had just found out I was pregnant with our third son, and our boys, Dylan, then two, and Bryce, five, couldn’t wait for another brother to play with.
But then, one afternoon, as I gave the boys lunch, Dylan’s breathing seemed to quicken. Leaving…
