My First Born...
You would always remind us all of how you were number one when really you would give up your spot in a heartbeat for your sister, your brother EJ or Frankie and especially Carsyn...you heart was that big. Born July 1st, 1968 I was a young 20-year-old with a baby boy. The cutest, sweetest little baby I had ever held...you filled my heart the second you were in my arms. Fast forward through the years and you were always so close to your family but I always felt we had a special bond and we were so close heart-to-heart and I think everyone knew it.
You talked to me about everything, checked in on me daily, and cared more about giving than receiving. Thank you for the Love ~ I felt your heart every day of my life! I miss you so much my heart has a gaping hole that cannot be sealed without you. I know you are in a better place and I cannot change it...but really I want you back.
I shared with you on many of our talks how proud I was of you that you embraced those two boys with your heart. I know how much you loved them and they knew they could count on you. I will be forever grateful for your time with Shani, Max, and Baltazar...your family!
Rest in peace my sweet boy...mom loves you ♥️