I met you when you were just a little boy. I lost you when you became a man. I had nothing left and gave up on myself as a positive influence in your life. This world was unfair and very unkind to you. It didn't deserve you or your sister - you were good and beautiful kids. The only pain worse than learning of your death is knowing that you died not knowing how much I truly loved you Eric. You were not my son, but I always wished you had been.