My Elin forever

Sometimes it hits you, when you least expect it and you are blindsided. Not by what has happened but by what will never happen. How mostly, Elin will remain a constant from now until forever. Largely unchanging, at least to the outside eye. Bigger, of course. More aware, certainly. Slightly more able even. But mostly just the same, just Elin as she is, year after year. Happy, beautiful, funny, loving, joyful. But the same. Forever. As her Mummy there is unbearable heartache in this. But also, conversely, great and immense comfort.