After Baby Keith passed away... we all had to learn to deal with the loss of a loved one. I think I speak for all of us when I say it was the hardest thing in the world to do and it took a very long time to accept this as a reality. I know I would wake up every day thinking maybe it was all a bad dream and hoping that I could just walk into Baby Keith's room and everything would be okay.
Well one day, I found a very special letter on my bed from my niece Fawne, who was about 10 years old. Apparently, she had been dealing with some feelings of her own, and didn't quite know how to express them, so she wrote them down on paper. She left this note, addressed to Baby Keith only, on my bed:
(This is the actual letter, in the actual handwriting...so it may be a bit tough to read, but worth the effort)