We learnt the disease is likened to childhood Alzheimer’s I smiled as I watched my two beautiful children.
‘I love you to the moon and stars and back again,’ my daughter Georgia, 5, told her big brother Sam, 10.
Sam looked back, blank, but I knew the love was mutual.
They had an amazing bond.
Me and my husband Laurence, 42, had Sam, our first child, in August 2007.
‘He’s perfect,’ I grinned.
We spent the next few years like any other family – walks in the park, going on holiday, playdates with friends.
But when Sam was 3, we noticed things weren’t right.
Normally bubbly and chatty, he changed.
‘He’s not talking as much as other kids any more,’ I fretted.
‘It’s a phase,’ Laurence said.
Then we spotted…
