My sweet Wayne and Buck,
If you would have gotten to stay here with us you would have been 28 years old tomorrow...January 26th. Where have all those years gone? In my heart it seems like yesterday that Daddy and I were looking forward to y...ou being born. How excited we were to be having twins. We had so many hopes and dreams. We could only imagine what it would be like to have twins. And sadly our imagination is all we were allowed to have. For some unknown reason we weren't allowed to keep you with us. Oh I know you're safe and loved where you are with Jesus but I so wish it could have been different. We never got to hold you and whisper words of love in your little ears. We never got to see your first smiles or hear your giggles. We didn't get to count your little toes and make sure they were all there or play the little piggy toe game with you. We missed out on seeing you learn to crawl and take your first steps. There were never any tiny arms wrapped around our necks or good night kisses. No stemless flowers were ever brought to your Mama for me to say how beautiful they were. We didn't get to see you off to school or beam with pride over all your accomplishments. Never had a birthday party. We never got to kiss a boo boo and make it better. We never got to see you run and play or ride a bike or throw a ball or run through mud puddles...all those special little things that little boys do. Daddy didn't get to teach you how to change a flat or work on a car. He didn't get to teach you how to hammer a nail in or use his tools. We weren't allowed to see you grow up and find your first girl friends or get your drivers license or graduate from high school. We didn't get to see you get married and have a family of your own and there will never be grandbabies from either of you boys. The list could go on and on and yet we missed it all. That's the part I don't understand and I don't guess I ever will. I can't help but wonder what you would look like. Would you look exactly like each other or would you look completely different? Would you have brown hair like your brothers and sisters? Would your eyes be blue like mine and your Dad's or would they have been another color? Would you be tall or short? Heavy or thin? Would you have a dark complexion or be fair skinned? What would your personalities be like? Would you be outgoing or more reserved? Would you be like the rest of the family and love to laugh? I would think so. So many questions that will always be without answers simply because it wasn't meant to be. But one thing I am sure of my sweet boys and that is that you are loved and have always been and will always be. The fact that you were born into Heaven never made us love you any less. It never made you any less our children. I will forever tell people I have 7 beautiful children because I do. Happy birthday my sweet boys. Make sure B.J. helps you celebrate big and you three boys give each other big hugs for Mama and Daddy...big and tight enough for us to feel them here. I love you boys forever and always.
Love, Mama