At this point in time.
I’m not really sure what to do. I’m not sure why I’m awake. I just know I’m lost beyond words.
My son was taken from me on February 14, 2017.
Maddox Parker Howard
Was born at 7:50 A.M. 3 pounds and 12 ounces, he was almost 17 and 1/4 inches long. At Saint Joseph’s Women’s Hospital.
Little bear was his nickname we have had picked out for weeks.
This hurts so much.
It helps to talk and write about him. I never want to forget him. The hospital has given us so many precious memories that I can’t even look at without breaking down into a million pieces.
I’m not even sure I can make it through posting this but I’m going to try.
Looks so much like his big brother it is almost unreal. The same little nose and lips.
Why couldn’t he stay longer? His mommy and daddy love him so very much.
A funeral will be held in a few days.
Said that Maddox would start to work small miracles in the little time that he had been here.
I was skeptical at first when she said it. Would you know that my mother just so happened that she was feeling well for several days.
She ended up having a stroke at the hospital where we were quickly able to get her the immediate attention she needed. She will make a full recovery in time bless her heart.
My little guardian was already looking out for me. I really wish he was in my arms right now and I was singing his bedtime stories. I got to hold him and sing twinkle twinkle little star.
Later that night we called Bentley and asked him if he would sing a song. He chose twinkle twinkle little star.
I love him so much
I can’t wait to get to heaven to hold his little hand. I love you son. Dad’s going to go he can’t hold it together much longer tonight. Bless everyone.