Dear Boyd,
My dearest son, you are my oldest, and you’ve taught me many things. Most importantly, you taught me about being a mom, and what it means to truly love someone enough, with your whole heart to accept every single fragment of them. I am so grateful that I was able to truly know your soul and have the opportunity to love you in this world, even if you could only stay a short while.
I saw how hard your struggle was, confined to defenselessly monitor, as you fought a persistent battle while wordlessly suffering under a collection of parodied masks. Selected as your permanent protection, wholly accepting you and valuing your true essence I remained shadowy, restrained, and silenced, as the pierced confidante shield you requested of me.
My heart broke losing you, but I receive peace knowing you are now sheathed in God’s mercy; immersed in the serenity of His love. He has a plan for you. Healing is gifted by a willingness to confess the radiance that once was. To relinquish the past, invite Grace and rely on God’s infinite compassion, forgiveness, and benevolence. Healing cannot be compelled or hastened, but is bestowed upon a patient and steadfast heart.
Remembering you is easy, I do it every day. I know you hear me talk to you, and I know you see my tears. My phone is silent now, awaiting pings of light that passed, mourning thirteen fewer echoes each and every day. Precisely evaluating all the things, we still had left to say. Boyd, my dearest son, thank you for granting me the chance to love you, and for entrusting me with your true essence. I still love you more, unconditional, and true, a tie that can’t be broken by time or distance. Remembering you is easy; I will persevere day by day.

Dear Lord,
We entrust Boyd to Your eternal mercy and love. While in this life, he understood illness, suffering, and torment which made existing complicated. May You bind his wounds and swathe him in Your love, where the cruelness cannot find him, permit Your tenderness to rebuild him and allow eternal light to shine upon him. Lord, I pray, you will make Boyd a Guardian Angel for those who struggle to see You and Your Glory that surrounds them.
I lift my broken heart to You Lord, as I mourn the loss of our son. Fill us and all those affected with Your peace that is above all understanding, I ask for Your strength to carry us through in the days ahead, to seek Your guidance, and to remain patient and faithful though we cannot comprehend Your divine Will. We praise You Lord! In Jesus’ name, Amen.