I miss my boy every day the good Lord allows me to breathe. Not one day goes by when he will suddenly enter my thoughts or someone else says something witty, that reminds me of hi. It has been a hard road to travel without my son with me. A mom should not outlive her precious kids. My son should still be here and sometimes I get so damn angry that he is gone. The world is missing out on his wit and weird humor and there is so much he could have taught to his nephews and family. The holidays are upon us once again and there are times when I feel I ust can't bear that he is in heaven. And sometimes I know, I feel him sitting close enough that I can hear him laughing with me, snickering with me. loving with me. I love you my son and HAPPY HOLIDAYS TO YOU, MY FIRST BORN JEWEL, MY GIFT FROM GOD. I MISS YOU.

Every day Joey comes into my thoughts. Someone says something, or I hear someone laugh and it reminds me of him. My son, had the heart of a giant. He lived a hard life for awhile, he stuggled with many of the same demons that life brings into our paths. He also conquered those demons for awhile, going about the Lord's work, and God's plan for him. He was my first born, my heart, my love...