Yesterday I was walking with your brother to wait for the transit bus to take him to school and we watched as an ambulance raced past us with the sirens blaring and the lights flashing. I because really emotional. Of course, I didn't tell everyone the real reason why... my first time that I remember being in an ambulance was holding you to take you to the hospital for our final goodbye. This is a day I'll never forget. We dropped off your older brother with a neighbor (he was only 20 months old) and we drove into the little community nearby where we met the ambulance, then we made the drive into town for our final farewell. Years later I would find myself in an ambulance again, but with your little brother, Kevin, strapped down with an iv in his arm and oxygen tubes in his nose. It was so scary. I thought I might lose another child. Thankfully he only spent the night in the PICU and a few days in the hospital before he was released from the hospital.