In Loving Remembrance - Devon Ray Coon

At 6:14pm, March 23, 1997 I gave birth to a SILENT 9#2oz baby boy. Devon was placed on my stomache while the doctor cut the cord. My worst fears were confirmed, my baby was pulseless and not breathing. Being a paramedic I am sure I made the staff's job much more difficult as I would yell that I felt they should be doing things differently. Of course they were doing everything they could to save our son.

After the team reached Childrens Hospital with Devon in their care it didn't seem to take long for them to figure out that he had Transposition of the Great Arteries. During the initial surgery to correct this Devon couldn't hang on any longer and left here to become an Angel. The last thing I remember is, on March 24, 1997 receiving the phone call from the doctor at Childrens Hospital telling me that our son had died.

FOREVER WILL I LOVE YOU

You will always be my mom...
As I sit with angels I look down at you and
point proudly See . .See her . .over there,
That's her! Did you know I could hear your
thoughts at night when you used to lie in
bed staring..rubbing your hand on your belly
Looking up at the ceiling in the dark
wondering things.Who I would look more like

About how my laugh would sound My First steps
Books that you would read to me, ones with
pictures,"I like Those!" The park...how you
would walk me in a stroller to play on the
swings,How about after I ate ice cream the
dog excitedly licking my face almost knocking
me down, You just smiled when you read that

I could see you Do you know I call you "mommy"?
When you are in the kitchen I pretend I am
there also and you can see me I sit at the
table and draw with crayons I made a picture
for the refrigerator Yellow, blue, red and
green, Look its of you and me with a sky and
trees. I always think of you holding my hand
taking me to church, One of my socks keeps
falling down, Mommy . . .

I like the way you
kiss my sisters goodnight on the forehead
and tuck them in I play with them in their
dreams, They don't know me but if you ask
if they ever dreamed of playing with a little
boy they would say yes, That's me. Do you
remember that bird each early spring that
used to always return and sing..It would have
been right around the time of my birthday

That was me to . . . I would sing "I love you"
I am always along side you, Sometimes you can
feel me, a brush against your dress, a breeze
on your face,that's when I kiss you, You have
always kept me,in your mind and heart Thank you!
One day we will be together in heaven and you
will cry and lift me in your arms and I will
hug you so very tight and never let go, But for
now I have to, No matter where you go, what
you do I am with you,Always know that I am
"Your Little Angel", I love you mommy . . .

Bye . . .

Russell Scott Steven Andersen