Tarsha Redd
in honor of James .
For years I witnessed Tandra care for Pooey…..but so much more was happening. She was also teaching him to care for himself. Seven years ago, I arrived at Tandra & James' home to prepare for my sisters baby shower. While in the kitchen prepping food, Pooey walked in, opened the cabinet, retrieved his food and disappeared upstairs after he and Tandra shared a brief conversation and laugh.....and that was it.. He did it with such confidence and pride, it was obvious that he was enjoying his independence. I realized just how fulfilling his life was.....a far cry different from the prognosis! I am grateful for the years God allowed you to grace this earth....and steal a few hearts. I love you Pooey!
Your Cousin Tarsha.....Muuuuuuuuah!
