The love this boy holds for his brother never ceases to bring me to my knees. He says goodnight to Sloan every night, and good morning as soon as he wakes. He talks about him frequently, he is never shy about bringing him up.
He sleeps with this blanket of Sloan’s each night, it is the last one I ever wrapped Sloan up in, before they took his body from the house.
Sloan may have only been here a short 7 months, but I am confident the bond these boys share is alive and well.