II spent Tommy's last days with him. I was with him when he was born and with him when the Lord took him from me. I am so glad that he knew I was there to hold his hand and stroke his hair and wipe his tears. This is the worst thing a mother can endure but he needed me to be strong and I tried to get him to fight but his poor little body was so tired and he couldn't do it. I thank all those that loved Tommy that stayed in his life and supported him through his whole life. Please share your story or memory.