I am very proud of my wife for the progress she has made, after going through such difficult times. What a priviledge it is to share my life with her. This web site is my tribute to my wife as well as to our friends the Velards. I hope it is also a help and encouragement to others who have suffered loss. Each time we recieve an e-mail from someone who has suffered loss, we better understand God's purpose for our lives.

    My darling son, you don't know how long I have waited to see you. To hold you, to love you, to rock you in the rocking chair and whisper words of love into your ear. To smell the sweet smells of a baby. To show you off to all my friends, my son, my beautiful son. My firstborn, you are named after your maternal great-grandmother, Benjamina. Oh how I had wished she were still alive to see you. and now it is she who is probably holding you on her lap, rocking you. I love you my son and wait in anticipation for the time when we will once again be reunited. You are my life, my love, my child.

    Momma's big boy, you were my big one, identical twin of your brother Ben, almost daily I watched you grow thru the ultrasound machine. The Doctor was worried about you, he said you had an enlarged heart. I prayed daily for the safety of you and your brother Ben. You my son were named after your paternal great-grandmother, although her name was Marjorie. We wanted your name to begin with an M. What better name than to be named after an angel. For you are an angel my son. My angel.