"They told me to abort you, that you weren't worth the pain. They said your odds were very small and you would just bring shame.The path we walked was rocky, but I'd do it all again just to kiss your perfect face and cradle your sweet chin. I could have said goodbye to you when we first got the news, but then I never would have met sweet precious little you. We knew the fight was coming and that you might have to leave us, but mommy got to hold you and then send you back to Jesus. The pain I feel is deep and cuts me to my core, but you had a life to live, a story only yours. You touched so many lives and spread love to all who saw. We now live better and stronger because you connected us all. My joy comes from meeting you, from holding your tiny hand. No diagnosis could stop you from being mommy's little man. And while our time together was only very brief, I gained so much more from you than a lifetime full of grief. I learned to love wide open and make the moments count, to find joy in the darkness when the light has all burnt out. Nothing can replace you, I'm so glad that you are mine, even if it only was for such a short sweet time. It was worth every tear, every sob, and every pain just to hold you close and speak your precious name. I will always love you there is nothing that's more true. You are mommy's angel. I'm so glad God gave me you."