Pop is writing you this letter because I want you to always know how proud I am of you - not just today, but every day as you grow into the amazing boy (and one day, the great man) I know you’ll be. 

You are one tough little kid. Every time the doctors said something might be too hard, you proved them wrong. When they said you might need a wheelchair, you decided you’d walk instead - and you keep showing everyone just how strong and determined you are. You always know what you want, and I love that about you. 

One of my favourite things in the whole world is when you come to Dee, Gigi and Pop’s house. Going for a drive with you and Gigi - my little mate who loves the open road - always makes me so happy. I love hearing you laugh, watching your big smile, and sharing Allens lollies together. You make the world brighter just by being in it. 

And when you go swimming? Oh boy, Pop could watch you splash around all day. You’re full of energy and joy - you just get on with things, and most people would never even know you’ve had a stroke. That’s how much of a survivor you are. 

I love taking you to the movies, hearing your big laugh, and seeing how you look after your little brother. You’re a great big brother, a kind kid, and you’ve already got a personality bigger than the sky. 

Next year you’re going to preschool, and Pop can’t wait to see all the new things you’ll learn and all the friends you’ll make. I look forward to watching you grow and seeing the incredible person you’re becoming. 

I love you very much, mate. 

You’ll always be Lakyn the Larrikin to me - the boy who smiles, survives, protects his brother, and takes on the world with courage. 

Love, 

Pop (Gigi and Brydee)