Today we were driving home from physical therapy and Ashlyn drifted off to sleep in her car seat as the warm sunlight shone on her through the car window.
I smiled as I looked back at her.
She was sleeping so peacefully. Not a care in the world.
Two words came to mind as my eyes welled up with tears, "I'm sorry."
Ashlyn, I'm so sorry that Chiari is your bully. Fight back, little one!