- February 06, 2016
April was academically brilliant, a gifted writer and artist, had a wonderful sense of humor and was a very loving daughter. The illness she was born with took her away from herself and into a horror she could not bear. Her hopes and dreams disappeared into it; I disappeared into it as I fought it with her, for her when she could not. She left me a beautiful letter but I am struggling, even almost five years now. I lost half of myself that day.