2nd of March 2023. The day I had to man up.
Oakley was doing as good as could be. I was such a proud mum. He was showing me what true strength was. I felt like the weak one constantly being in tears around him. It was guilt, guilt he had to go through these surgeries. If only I could swap places with him. He’s a true King to me.
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