My beautiful little boy was 33 days old when he grew his wings on the 14th of August this year I miss him so much and just wish he was here with us.. It's like my hearts shattered in to a million pieces and I can't glue them back together.. he was born poor with a genetic illness which had no cure only lung transplant and he was just too young for that I prayed and prayed when we took his breathing tubes out that he would breathe on his own but he didn't he took one breath in and one back out and that was it my little Freddie was now my angel he's remained in my arms for 4 days after that while he was gone and to be honest on the 5th day I had to put him in his casket and shut it forever I knew I would never see his little face again only in photos it broke me and still is breaking me I hate this feel I can't do nornal day to day things it's like I've forgot I know I won't feel normal again but I just wish I could feel happy that I had 5 precious weeks with him 💚💚💚

I just wanted to share this 💚💚💚