Bouchon,
My baby boy, words cannot express what I am feeling right now….anger, shock. I’m going to miss how you jumped on the bed with grace, how you helped me find four leaf clovers, how you laid on the back of the couch, and when you wanted loving, you were adamant. I’m so, so sorry that I wasn’t here to save you this time. You don’t know how guilty I feel, and will probably never get over it. Please know that you aren’t suffering anymore. You will always be in my heart and trust me when I say, your siblings
will definitely think of you often.