I think about how far Reese and I have come since that day, four years ago. We have a beautiful and extremely lively three-year-old daughter and a handsome nearly three-month-old son who is just now starting to show us glimpses of his personality. As wonderful as it is having them both in my life, Ronan is still every bit as missed as he was since we received the news that we would not be bringing a new baby boy home from the hospital. No child can ever be replaced, especially your first born. I try my best to draw strength from that event. Always doing my best to think of Ronan, and the missed opportunities with him, when the stresses brought on by caring for my other two children seem insurmountable. Though I never heard his voice speak a word, he imparted upon me the desire to be the very best father that I can be to my children (though I often feel that I fall short of that). I am eternally grateful and in your debt for challenging me to give my best to your sister and brother, my dearest Ronan. You are forever loved and always remembered.
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