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<title>5/22/07</title>
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<description>Aiden,&lt;br>The long anticipated day of Caleb's arrival is finally over.  Thank your for watching over him and your mother.  Caleb is absolutely beautiful and we already love him dearly, but he's still no Aiden.  You are the best son that any father could ask for.  I wish you were here to hold him and give him sweet kisses on his head.  I miss you Aiden.  I've started a blog for you and will not maintain this journal and the blog.  Caleb came with &quot;Angel Kisses&quot; above his nose.  We know exactly which angel it was.&lt;br>&lt;br>-Daddy</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 22 May 2007 13:54:58 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>5/17/07</title>
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<description>I find myself crying everyday around this time of the day.  It's about this time that I found you in your crib.  I miss you and love you very much my son.  I can't wait to see you again.</description>
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<pubDate>Thu, 17 May 2007 17:29:45 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>5/16/07</title>
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<description>Aiden,&lt;br>I find myself looking out the window expect to see you come home.  Your mother and I cry everyday for you.  Or is it for us?  I just want to hold you one more time and your mother just wants to hear your voice.  Your sweet voice.  We miss touching you and and hearing you laugh.  I can't believe you are gone.  It's like a bad dream.  You're the only thing that I've ever been proud of in my entire life.  You are perfect in every way.  Oh God it hurts to think about you and all that we lived for and all the things we'll never get to do.  I miss you Aiden.  </description>
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<pubDate>Wed, 16 May 2007 18:55:41 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Hi Aiden!</title>
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<description>Aiden,&lt;br>I just wanted to let you know that mommy and daddy are still thinking of you and miss you very much</description>
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<pubDate>Tue, 15 May 2007 15:36:32 GMT</pubDate>
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<title>Still missing you</title>
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<description>It's been one month today since you've been gone.  I miss you dearly and we love you so much.  Some days, i don't know how to make it to the next hour.  so many questions, so many &quot;i wish i did this... or &quot;if only i did&quot;.  why Aiden?  Lori woke up this morning and was getting ready for work and began crying.  I placed a new picture of me and Aiden brushing our teeth in the bathroom.  We are so scared that we are going to forget the small details about you.  Nothing will replace you.  Only one thing can make this right, but that's asking for the impossible.  &lt;br>James leaves today.  I'm not looking forward to taking him to the airport.  I wish he could stay with me here.  He gives me motivation to get out of bed every morning.  I cherish being around him and having him close.  He has the perfect blend of knowing what to say and when to say it.  I feel bad he didn't get to spend more time with Aiden.  Aiden loved him so much.</description>
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<pubDate>Fri, 11 May 2007 17:22:24 GMT</pubDate>
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