Last night I dreamt you were back with us. Someone had been looking after you, believing that it would be easier for you to get better without contact and pressure from family. You were not better in my dream, but that didn't matter, I was so delighted to find you. Then reality came flooding back. I guess that means that acceptance is still a work in progress for me, I will keep working on it, and I will get there. I love you Eloise. Mum xx