Dear Matt, it has been six years today since you left us. I miss you, i miss you with every beat of my heart. They said it would get easier with time. It doesn't. It's is still as fresh today as it was then. I stay busy, I don't think as much when i am busy. I sometimes feel like a chicken with my head cut off. That is how i cope. This little one I am raising, your namesake, keeps me going, busy, and that makes it easier to deal. I find some comfort in the thought that you donated your heart to someone and it still beats with every breathe he takes. You were one of a kind and so good. Awww you weren't perfect at all in making decisions, but who on this planet is? You were perfect in loving people more than you loved yourself. I am proud of whom you were becoming. You still had your whole life ahead of you. No one will ever know what you would have accomplished. I used to regret the way i raised you because well I was young and stupid and should have made better decisions. I to wasn't perfect. But I loved you and I would have fought to the death to protect you. I do have one regret, and that is "I wish I had held on to you so tight that even God couldn't have pulled you away".