• Tony Frobisher

Quiet


My daughter Milla was non-verbal. She could not speak. But she said two or three words..'Mum..love you (wuvyu)..yeah' and her laugh was always a beautiful happy sound we loved hearing every day. To lose Milla was also to lose her wonderful expressive personality, her sounds and her presence. An immediate, empty quiet.


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