Hey Folks

[scarygirl]

Deano, Lula, and Wyatt.

I am so sorry for your loss. I don't know what to say. Honey, I am soo sorry.

Scarygirl

[piecesofeight]

You may read this and wonder....but something good is going to come out of this. You need to hang in there, because someday you are going to be a light to someone. You are going to be a light in helping someone get through the same medical things that your babies have.
You are going to be a light in letting someone know how you got through what you are going through RIGHT NOW. Remember, life is what's happening, when you are wondering what's happening.
We are here to touch lives. We are here to help people. The other stuff is just filler....
Trevor is a light. In the brief time he was with you, look what he taught you. You need to share that with his brother someday.
But most of all, RIGHT NOW, you need to be a light for his brother. He needs you as much as you need him.
You don't know it, but your life is just beginning, not ending. Great things are to come and you need to be around to help others..
What you are going through right now is necessary and normal. Let yourself be down, because then you can only go up. But, don't allow yourself to not be there for your other son. He is the greatest gift. Wrap yourself around him whenever you aren't feeling right. Go to him so that someday he can go to you.
What you are going through right now, is more real than anything you may ever experience.
The passion you show here, use that energy to be what you need to be for your family and others later on in life.
I give you the greatest gift I can..MY PRAYER.

[Foolish Heart]

I am so saddened to hear of your son's passing. My heart aches for you , Lula and Wyatt. He is safe in God's hands now and is one of his angels. I will pray for all of you.

[FezzyChic]

Dearest Souls....I do not know you and yours but as I came by this site tonight....my heart sank with yours. All I can offer is my sincere condolences and lend the words to this song which gave me strength in my loss now past.

On Your Shore
Enya

Strange how
my heart beats
to find myself upon your shore.
Strange how
I still feel
My loss of comfort gone before.

Cool waves wash over
and drift away with dreams of youth
so time is stolen
I cannot hold you long enough.

And so
this is where I should be now
Days and nights falling by

Days and nights falling by me.
I know
of a dream I should be holding
days and nights falling by
Days and nights falling by me.

Soft blue horizons
reach far into my childhood days
as you are rising
to bring me my forgotten ways.

Strange how I falter
to find I'm standing in deep water
strange how my heart beats
to find I'm standing on your shore

May God Have Mercy On Your Souls
These Folks at Melodicrock Are A Part Of Your Earthly Family,
Hold Close To Their Love and Compassion Deano & Lula
Hold On and Believe

[X factor]

Dean,
My family's thoughts and prayers are with you. I wish there was something that I could say to help ease your pain. Stay strong and hold onto the faith that I know you have...you are not alone.

x

[Shadowsong]

Heys Guys

Be there for Wyatt

He's lost his constsnt companion
lifetime of being together
He needs all your attention
Trevor is in good hands
We will never know the reason
why this sweet boy was taken away so soon
but you both must hold on
keep it together for Wyatt.

I am amisss
I didn't even know the children were born.
Seeing them side by side
really brought tears to my eyes
but tears won't wash away the hurt of losing Trevor so soon
but just rememeber all that he was & all that he is
& the lesson is he was love
pure love
can't be destroyed
only has changed form
& the love is yours
don't let it slip away

[msmercury01]

I know I don't know either of you very well but I am very sorry for your loss. My mother lost her first child. I am not a mother so I can't even begin to know the kind of pain you are in. All I can say is that I hope you can find comfort in each other and your hearts mend soon.
Teri

[Rip Rokken]

I have never felt pain like this in my lifetime and honestly do not know if I can handle it. I am in a deep dark place and for the firrst time in my life, I have no idea of what to do. I am clueless. That is one of the reasons I posted here; I need direction, I need to know there is life worthy of living, worthy of waking up daily and going about the day.

Brother, I encourage you to seek the Lord, and especially surround yourself with people who love and support you. I'm just going to be as real as I can from personal experience, and that is with the knowledge that God often can't make use of us until we have found ourselves in a very low place in life -- a place where we no longer have any direction to look but up. It sucks, and it hurts beyond words, but it will get better. Seek the Lord in this time and let Him work Himself into you and your family thru you, let Him heal you, and let Him build you up to a place higher than you've ever been.

Bro, like I mentioned before, I can't begin to imagine the pain of your loss, but I've felt a LOT of pain in my life for sure, and inside, I've gone as low as you can go more than one. I've felt the temptation to lash out at God and even blame Him, but I can promise you that He has a plan for your life that is amazing. It's almost never according to our natural concept, either. Be encouraged and have faith, brother, reach out, and you'll find him. Pray, bro.... just pray....

[donnaplease]

For Dean and Lula:

Remembrance

You can shed tears that he is gone,
Or you can smile because he has lived.
You can close your eyes
And pray that he’ll come back,
Or you can open your eyes
And see all he has left.
You heart can be empty
Because you can’t see him,
Or you can be full of
The love you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow
And live yesterday, or you
Can be happy for tomorrow
Because of yesterday.
You can remember him
And only that he’s gone,
Or you can cherish
His memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind,
Be empty and turn your back,
Or you can do what he’d want:

Smile, open your eyes, love and go on.

–Author unknown


I have been struggling with how to say what I want to say you guys, because there really are no words that can express how I am feeling about what you're going through. I have kinda been there with you guys from the beginning... and what a roller coaster ride it has been. From the first announcement, to how bummed I was that Lula was unable to join us in Florida cause she felt so damned sick all the time, to the picture diary showing how much little Lula grew over the months. Dean, I will never forget the day you called me from the doctors office, telling me you were gonna behave yourself, because you had 'responsibilities', stressing the plural. I think my screaming was heard all over the office!! Then there was the call telling me about the TTTS, and how much despair you guys were feeling, thinking it was hopeless. And then Lula found the docs, and the foundation, and there was hope again... The procedure was a resounding success!!! I had so much fun shopping for the little guys. And finally, when they were born, and were so beautiful, and they both were such little fighters, especially Trevor, who had the most work to do. He tried, but it was just much work for his little heart to bear.

You guys stood together through it all. You will continue to stand together, because you have been blessed to have precious little Trevor for this all too brief period of time. Cherish THOSE memories. As tragic as it is, feel the blessing of being able to know him for that period of time. The hurt will never leave, I'm sure. But know that you both have people that care about you and will help you get through this. And even when I'm pissed at you, I still love you.

[rustygreen]

Lula and Dean

I know that I must be one of the last persons you expected to hear from again. This is not about the past but the present.

Although I have not posted here in a very long time I heard about the birth of your twins and then the issues that followed. I am a father of a 13 year old boy. When I tell you that everything I do with my life has to do with my son, I mean EVERYTHING. I could not imagine a worse thing than loosing my child.

I could have sent you an email or privet message but it was important for me to make my condolences public. Nobody wants to see anything like this happen to anyone. Trevor will live on through Wyatt. He will always be there with the three of you.

So if you please accept my sincere condolences during this tragic time in your lives, please remember that beyond all the stuff we think is important nothing is more important than a life.

My heart and prayers go out to you and your family.

Rusty Green

[maverick218]

Deano,
So terribly sorry to hear of your loss. It's hard enough to lose anyone that you love, let alone a child. Our thoughts and prayers are with you and Lula (and the rest of your family).

[LIGHTS BAND]

Our most sincere thoughts and prayers going out to you Dean and Lula in this unthinkably hard time.

[strangegrey]

Deano and Lula, Some posts have been made over at TBJF for you guys:

http://www.journeyforums.com/viewtopic,p,15463.html#15463

[SusieP]

I haven't been around much lately and have only just read this tragic news.
You do not know me Lula or Dean, and I only know of you what I read on here, but having just experienced a bereavement myself, I can feel a little of what you are going through. Although I think the hardest loss of all is the loss of your child. I cannot begin to understand how that feels.
And I know that nothing anyone can say to either of you will help, but I just wanted to offer my condolences and send you my deepest sympathy.
Be strong for each other. Let the grief out, though.

Talking about your loss is therapy, and weeping does bring some relief. That I do understand.
Love and Best wishes,
Susie.

[Lula]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

[Liam]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

I'm sure I speak for everyone here when I say hang on that that little boy and just keep moving. We're ALL here for you. I gave Deano my number in a PM...this goes for you as well..if you need to talk or anything, give me a call.
I can't really fathom what you're feeling but sometimes a good ear is all you need.
Take care, darlin'.....love to Dean and Wyatt.

[(Crazy)Dulce Lady]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

we love you guys. keep talking to us. we are here for you.

[ieie]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

we love you guys. keep talking to us. we are here for you.

absolutley

[Rhiannon]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

we love you guys. keep talking to us. we are here for you.

absolutley

Lula, we know we can't offer you much in the way of comfort, but thank you for coming here. Whatever we can do, we will.

[AlienC]

I can only imagine the pain you must be feeling.
Condolences on your loss, Deano.

[Saint John]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

The first post that has ever made me emotional. As you and Dean journey on, please know that there are many of us thinking about you at any given time.

[Deb]

How do you allow yourself to feel the joy of your baby as you slowly feel yourself die over the loss of your baby? I hold Wyatt and can see Trevor. I hear Wyatt and can hear Trevor. I touch Wyatt, but I can not touch Trevor, he is gone and that is the pain, the loss, the sadness that fills my heart. There is the joy of Wyatt in my life, the joy in watching him discover his environment, the simple sound of a rattle that brings that curious look to his precious face. All the joy in experiencing the birth of a baby is happening simultaneously as is the pain of losing a baby. My heart breaks for Wyatt and the brother he will only hear about. All of my visions are of two amazing little boys running, laughing, crying side by side. A dear friend, Trevor’s and Wyatt’s Godmother, said something that has created a new vision for me and that is" the boys came from one egg, became two and are now one again with Trevor’s soul back with Wyatt." There is no comfort in any of this, but those words have given me the hope of feeling peace within. I look at Trevor as the big brother; he was born first at 5lbs 13oz compared to Wyatt’s 4lbs 3oz. Trevor took the burden in the womb and gave his brother the life he has. Dean and I had chosen the names Trevor and Wyatt for our boys. Wyatt means “little warrior” and Trevor means “prudent.” When my sister read the meanings of their names in Dr. Chmait’s office the day before the surgery, I gave them their names based on their roles in the womb. “Baby B”, the recipient, the bigger baby was given the name Trevor. It was also on that day during the examination of the boys in utero that Trevor’s sick heart was discovered. Now my heart is sick and Wyatt has the burden of saving me and his father. Wyatt and the life Trevor will not have are my reasons for getting up each day. As I stumble through the days to come I’ll just remind myself to breathe, just breathe and breathe and breathe.

I am moved by the words of love and support expressed here. Thank you all for your kindness that has never ceased. The actions being taken on our behalf are nothing short of amazing.

My sincerest thanks and appreciation to each one of you.

Lula

Big hugz Lu, we're here whenever you need us. Deb's right, keep talking.........

[xflajrnylvr]

Lula Thanks for checking in and letting us know you guys are fighters. We all love you guys and nothing we say can bring him back . But as was said many times please keep talking and we will help you through this as muchas we can.

ALl out thoughts and prayers with you guys

Layton

[Saint John]

Sadly, I've never met Dean or Lula. Hopefully, I will in 08....perhaps at a very special event in LS.

[mikemarrs]

Very sorry to hear this.my condolences to you.anything you need just ask.we are here for you......

[Melissa]

I know we just spoke briefly Dean, but I wish there was more I could say to ease the pain even just a teensy bit for you & Lula. I'm not so great with words. But you spoke of being in a dark place...I've been there too. We've talked before about my mom's death, & of course I can not imagine your pain right now, I just remember my own pain of losing someone who was a huge part of me, like Trevor is a huge part of Wyatt & Lula & you. I too screamed at God for taking her & wondered how in the world was I supposed to get up each day & go on with my life, when a huge, huge part of me had just died along with her. It's been 18 months & I'm still nowhere near accepting whatever His reasons are, despite how many times I've been told that. My husband & family & friends have pulled me through & kept me from drowning, & that is what your family & friends, inlcuding here, will do for both you & Lula.

All I can say is.....Wyatt. Wyatt needs you & Lula more than he needs anything or anyone else in this world.

My mom's name was Faith, & that is my daughter's middle name...and she has my mother in her eyes. Wyatt has Trevor in his eyes. My daughter became my touchstone. Wyatt is yours.

Dean, you have a wonderful heart & soul, and both you & Lula are wonderful parents. You both have been so amazing for your boys. Glen & I have you all in our prayers.

[Saint John]

I know we just spoke briefly Dean, but I wish there was more I could say to ease the pain even just a teensy bit for you & Lula. I'm not so great with words. But you spoke of being in a dark place...I've been there too. We've talked before about my mom's death, & of course I can not imagine your pain right now, I just remember my own pain of losing someone who was a huge part of me, like Trevor is a huge part of Wyatt & Lula & you. I too screamed at God for taking her & wondered how in the world was I supposed to get up each day & go on with my life, when a huge, huge part of me had just died along with her. It's been 18 months & I'm still nowhere near accepting whatever His reasons are, despite how many times I've been told that. My husband & family & friends have pulled me through & kept me from drowning, & that is what your family & friends, inlcuding here, will do for both you & Lula.

All I can say is.....Wyatt. Wyatt needs you & Lula more than he needs anything or anyone else in this world.

My mom's name was Faith, & that is my daughter's middle name...and she has my mother in her eyes. Wyatt has Trevor in his eyes. My daughter became my touchstone. Wyatt is yours.

Dean, you have a wonderful heart & soul, and both you & Lula are wonderful parents. You both have been so amazing for your boys. Glen & I have you all in our prayers.

For someone "not so great with words" that was frickin' beautiful. VERY well said.

[AR]

I know we just spoke briefly Dean

I wouldn't have a clue what to say. There are no words.

[conversationpc]

My mom's name was Faith, & that is my daughter's middle name...and she has my mother in her eyes. Wyatt has Trevor in his eyes. My daughter became my touchstone. Wyatt is yours.

Poetry.

[Granny]

I know we just spoke briefly Dean

I wouldn't have a clue what to say. There are no words.

Ed, don't worry about the words, nothing but hearing your voice will help..just knowing that you care and are thinking about them...