Ever Hopeful...

Every time I pass Alan's photo on the hall table my heart contracts as it's been so long since his wee face has worn that cheeky grin.

After a restless night, he's slept all day, only waking to eat some custard and chocolate buttons. Still, at least he's eating and for the first time in three weeks he ate all his dinner last night. Hoping for a repeat performance just now. Maybe then I'll get a little flash of that grin.