Five years, 3 months and three days ago I lay next to you listening to your labored breathing. You lay motionless in your bed. Your hands and feet were ice-cold. Your body was burning up with fever. Daddy and I counting the seconds between your breaths. My hand on your little heart and my head next to yours.
I remember whispering how much I love you; that there was nothing to be scared of…I felt your heart beat getting weaker and weaker; your breathing becoming more shallow by the minute.
When your little heart stopped beating my heart broke into a million pieces. As your soul soared mine plummeted into a hellhole of grief and despair.
I knew that it would be hard but nothing in the world could have prepared me for the pain that followed. My heart aches for you and I would give anything to hold you one more time. To hear that mischievous giggle…
Never again will I hear that sacred word “Mommy” …
We miss you so much. Our family will never be the same again.
Vic's Final Journey 
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Oh Tersia – I am absolutely amazed that is has been over 5 years since Viv died. I can hardly believe it! I think of you and Vic and your family so often and am so glad you posted. You have a star of a daughter and with such a legacy of love. Thank you for all you share and have shared over the years. Much love to you. Julie
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