Dear Son,
I remember coming to the hospital to pick you up. You didn't have any clothes,so the nurse gave me a blanket. It was March 26,1993. You had just turned a year old. I walked down the hospital halls crying. You were so beautiful and I couldn't understand why someone would hurt you. You stole my heart that day. The day the judge gave you, Donny,David and Carol-Ann, to Pop and I was one of the Happiest days of my life. Why did God take you from me. You survived the abuse and then 16 yrs later a reckless driver took your life. I miss and love you so much. I can't wait to see you again.
Love,
Nanny