LIAM
Rain is finally home.
We got discharged yesterday after Dr. Leo and his therapist Katarina also stamped on it. He is doing well, but the therapy sessions will continue.
I know Rain wants me to see a therapist too but I don't think I am ready.
Soon.
I sigh as I watch him sleep. He looks so peaceful and I am glad that we are back here at home, in one piece. I thought I had lost him when we were in Chicago.
I lean down and kiss his puckered lips ever so softly before pulling away. I exhale, smiling a little. This is everything. The small moments with him, like this.
I love him so much.
He is so brave for going along with this, and I am proud of him. Not many people accept the help even when they need it. But rain is doing the work, and I can see that he is happier these days. There was always a melancholy feeling that always followed him.
