My Dear Brother:
There is no pain deeper than losing a child and no words to take the hurt away. When I walked into the house that morning, it had been moments after you had opened your eyes to see your precious child gone, I saw your anguished face... so much pain... You said to me between tears that Dominic was dead. I ran upstairs to see my husband on the phone with 911 attempting CPR to revive little Dominic; his body was just lying there so still... That scene pained me so much; I couldn't get it out of my head.
Then, two days later, I kept thinking of the same scene, but instead, God was sending me a message to look slightly further away. That is when I saw him. I saw Dominic's spirit and he was with Jesus. Dominic asked me to pass on a message to you: he wanted me to tell you that he is very happy now, and he wanted me to tell you that he is very thankful for all the love you gave him. You did a wonderful job as a father and Dominic really loves you.
I am thankful and blessed to have known Dominic. His memories will never be forgotten. I found a poem that I feel Dominic would want me to read to you, Dominic's loving father: