Hold my hand, Doctor. Try to see what I see. We are so lucky we are still alive to see this beautiful world. Look at the sky. It’s not dark and black and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there, lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the wind swirling through the air and then, shining, burning, bursting through, the stars. Can you see how they roar their light? Everywhere we look, the complex magic of nature blazes before our eyes.
“You’re a very brave girl. You know that, don’t you? Everything you’re doing for my boy…for Will, for my family, thank you. Listen. I am gonna be there with you the whole time and if it ever gets too scary in that place, you just let me know, okay?”