Ryan Patrick, it's been seventeen years since you erupted fully into our lives, forever changing our hearts. At one tiny pound, you had no idea you were not in charge and I think that is part of the rub; you so fully belonged as one of us. Your strength and feisty spirit resembled the siblings you left behind. Nine exhausting days of love, hope, joy and heartbreak ended in my arms as we let you go. We are forever changed. We celebrated you early because as all babies born in December can attest, this season has it's own demands. But siblings gathered and had a birthday party in your honor; lame for sure as any seventeen year old would balk at family putt-putt but we needed it. So we hope heaven hosts a party today. Happy 17th birthday, son. You are still so very loved.
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