Our little boy Zack passed away last night at 11:40PM. He already succumbed to cardiac arrest, but was resuscitated for the second time in one day. We stayed at a nearby hotel, so they managed to resuscitate him while we were on our way to the hospital.
In typical Zack fashion, he waited for us at the hospital, giving us the chance to tell him how much we love him and how he’s such a good boy. I even got to sing to him the usual song I sing to him:
“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
You make me happy when skies are gray
You’ll never know dear, how much I love you
Please don’t take my sunshine away.”
I changed that last line to (and it doesn’t rhyme at all):
My sunshine can now rest in peace.
We kissed him on the forehead and after that, he silently passed away.
Our little boy fought the good fight up until the end. We fought with him, but even if his spirit was willing, his body couldn’t handle it anymore. While our hearts break at losing him, we have to be as generous as Zack was himself and let him go with all the love we can muster. My little sunshine was at his sunset.
Sweet dreams, my little baby. Go and run where you won’t be in pain. Say hi to Daddy and Papa. We’ll see you someday and I promise you’ll get plenty of belly rubs, hugs and kisses from Mommy and Daddy. You’ll always be our best little boy.