Dear Westley,
I think of you everyday, I miss you.  I miss you.  I want to hold you and cuddle you and be with you.  I waited for 4 years for you and now you're gone...I didn't even get to cuddle you as i hoped.  I always felt as though someone was missing from our house, some one special. Someone with giggles and smiles.  It was you that was missing, and you were almost here.  well, you were here, but not for nearly long enough.  I want to hold you my son, I want to smell the sweet scent of your baby hair.  I want to lay your little ear against my chest so you can hear my heartbeat.  I want to feel your soft baby skin.
Today your sisters put their baby doll in my hands and said it was you Westley, but I couldn't hold it, it was too painful to think that I should have been really holding you, a real baby not just a doll.  I want to hold you my little one.  I want to hold you.
Will i ever hold a baby again?
Lord, I know you have my Westley with you in heaven but i want you to know how much i miss him, oh so much.  I really didn't want to have any more heartache after suffering for so many years.  Please Lord, offer me some joy, some genuine joy.  Walk me through this very confusing and bumpy road.