Carolanne, words can't express how sorry I am. This is every parents' worst nightmare. Please know that my thoughts and prayers are with you all & I wish there were something I could do to ease this pain for you. Love you, Claudine
Carolanne, I am crying as I type this to you as I know there are no words adequate to express my sorrow over the loss of your precious baby boy. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers constantly. Prayer is what helped me during my darkest days of grief but I can't imagine the pain you are going through losing a child. I love you! Laura
"Everyday a new picture is painted and framed, held up for half an hour, in such lights as the great artist chooses, and then withdrawn and the curtain falls. The sun goes down, long the afterglow gives light, the damask curtains grow along the western window, the first star is lit, and I go home." -- From the Journal of Henry David Thoreau
Dear Carolanne and Dale Words cannot express how much we will miss our wonderful little nephew, Liam. We will cherish his memory forever and hold it close to our hearts. We share your grief.
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Such a precious Joyful little boy. I can't imagine your pain. I am so sorry. Love you so much! Aunt Dot
Carolanne, words can't express how sorry I am. This is every parents' worst nightmare. Please know that my thoughts and prayers are with you all & I wish there were something I could do to ease this pain for you. Love you, Claudine
Carolanne, I am crying as I type this to you as I know there are no words adequate to express my sorrow over the loss of your precious baby boy. You and your family will be in my thoughts and prayers constantly. Prayer is what helped me during my darkest days of grief but I can't imagine the pain you are going through losing a child. I love you! Laura
"Everyday a new picture is painted and framed, held up for half an hour, in such lights as the great artist chooses, and then withdrawn and the curtain falls. The sun goes down, long the afterglow gives light, the damask curtains grow along the western window, the first star is lit, and I go home." -- From the Journal of Henry David Thoreau
Dear Carolanne,
Our prayers are with you. I am so sorry. There is nothing worse.
Love,
Noa
Dear Carolanne and Dale
Words cannot express how much we will miss our wonderful little nephew, Liam. We will cherish his memory forever and hold it close to our hearts. We share your grief.
Brigida and Adam
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