Ricky at age 5.  He was the happiest little boy.  I was honored to be his mother.  How I miss him and his angelic soul.  I have faith that if I live a righteous life, I will see him again.  My heart still aches for him.  On September 2oth, It was the 13 anniversary of his death.  I can't believe I haven't seen him in 13 years.  That is too long not to see your child.  Losing a child is comparable to losing a piece of yourself.  If only God would have taken me instead.  He was too young.  He lived 8 short years.