Tomorrow is Daniels fourth anniversary. It seems impossible to believe. As the day creeps towards us many memories flood back, those dreadfully difficult days in the hospital towards the end, the final decision to allow him home and the happiness and relief when Daniel finally got to realise his wish to return home.
This month is beyond difficult for his family as they live everyday life as ‘normal’. However, for all their sadness when speaking with his mum there is always much talk of appreciating when things are good and remembering the many stories of Daniel, for if ever there was a boy to live a life and a half it was Daniel.
Earlier this year Daniel’s family had returned from a holiday abroad and to travel there had to pass through the same airport that they last visited with Daniel in tow.
That was the year before Daniel got leukemia. He was twelve and a real live wire. The queue for passport control was very long and Daniel was pestering them to get some sweets out of the vending machine. As they neared the top of the queue he could resist no longer and ran off to get some himself. His family were furious as they waited for his return, getting nearer and nearer to the end of the queue. Just in time he arrived back loaded with the sweets he’d wanted and oblivious to the fury of family.
As his mum recalled the story we shared a laugh as it was so typical of Daniel. Then she turned to me and said,
‘I’m delighted now he got those sweets.’
There may be a lesson for us all there.
Life is short… sometimes we need to lighten up and live a little.