He was looking forward to this day with such enthusiasm. The countdown had been going on for months.
He had so many plans. That they were disrupted, like so many other things, we were all disrupted.
But there was cake (at quarantine, with what we could get), there was the family (at a distance, but together) and there was much, much love.
“My birthday was beautiful” he just said to me.
I love you Nico. Happy 7 years, they start differently, but they find us as always together