your first time

There is always a first time for all the events of life, my darling grand-daughter May Malen! This is our first time of being sick. Your parents have suffered a lot, I dare say so much! You are so little and have such a good humour, that we are not used to see you not wanting to eat, to cry all the time, day and night. So much crying, that your parents were desperate of listening to you and expecting to be morning to take to the hospital and see what was happening Dad had to work, Mum was all alone, so your Granny Gloria went with you and parents – your Dad was allow to accompany all of you until the moment of seeing you diagnosed and with less pain. You looked like this: [Read more…]