Three years ago at Thanksgiving time my life had crumbled to pieces. I had lost you Devyn, my baby boy. Now three years later your baby sister is here at Thanksgiving. I know you watched over her when I was pregnant with her, and when she was born on October 28, 2010, and had her troubles breathing and had to be in the special care nursery. I know you also watched over me, your mommie, when I almost hemorrhaged to death after having her and ended up back in the hospital in the critical care unit.
I have so much to be thankful for, and when you died I lost sight of it all for so long. I still feel your loss in all the corners of my soul. At the same time I feel the joy of your baby sister, and feel a bitter sweetness all at the same time. You will always be forever loved, and forever missed. When people asked me in the hospital how many children I have, you were always included in that number. Some did not ask beyond the number of children question, some asked for specifics. I let them know you are my angel baby in heaven. You are always so much a part of who I am, who I have become, and who I will become in the future. I love you Devyn. I miss you Devyn. Thank you or watching over us.