My dearest son, this day brings back memories that I wished never happened. Life without you just isn't the same and I just try to make the best of it because the pain of losing you will just consume me if I let it. I hold dear the times we shared together and listen to your voice through your music, videos and photos. I'm reflecting on the day you were born, and you couldn't breathe on your own, so the doctor's had to place you on a respirator and admit you into another hospital until you gained just enough weight to come home. You could fit in the palm of my hands, and you were so fragile. I was so afraid to hold you and the nurses reassured me that everything would be okay. Finally, you and your twin brother were able to come home and the rest is history. You are missed and you were loved. S.I.P son. MOM