They were twins that came at only 26 weeks. Ryan died right after birth. Bryan on the other hand struggled to live. His lungs were weak, he suffered a right ventricle brain bleed, heart surgery, yet through it all he gained from 1.13 pounds to 3.4 in 37 days. Then he was stricken with Septicemia. It kills adults, this tiny infant that should still be safe inside his mommy's womb didn't stand a chance. At first I didn't get my hopes up that he'd live. But as he fought and gained weight I started getting hope, then when he went through the heart surgery with flying colors I truly came to believe that he would make it. That some day in the future he'd be here on our campgrounds chasing frogs with the other kids. He looks so much like my husband, I could see that right away.
Today we buried him beside his brother. The little casket was the size of a shoe box.

Kat