My dear little Rocky, You may be out of sight, but you are never out of mind. It's like you've always been here, just in the next room. A quiet sadness moves through me in silence, and time has stood still. A longing for one more day...one more word...one more hug. I may not understand why you left so soon, or why we never got to say good-bye, but little by little, I begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And that you gave me memories I will never ever forget. God has you in his arms, but I have you in my heart. Mom