Dear Kassius,
You were always my one-in-a-million boy.
When you were born on Valentine’s Day in 2009 we were delighted. You were a little brother to our older children, Jayde, then 19, Shalia, 16, and Rome, three.
But as we peered down at your lovely little face, we noticed your features were slightly squashed together.
Your dad, Heremaia, and I named you Kassius after fighter Muhammad Ali’s birth name. It was fitting, as like him, you were a fighter your whole life.
No-one in Whangarei Hospital could explain why you were so different. But a
