[tlpigott]

Monday afternoon, my baby Raven was struck by a truck and killed while out walking with my uncle. I'm a real mess. I never imagined a pain like this. My husband and I have not been able to conceive a child, so Raven was my child! The house sits quiet. No little feet scurrying around no wet kisses no one waiting for me at the door. I'm truly heartbroken. My uncle is a mess, blaming himself for the accident. I don't blame him because he loved Raven just as we did. He watched him everyday for almost three tears. He buried him in the backyard before I got there because he didn't want me to see him in the condition he was. I just feel like my heart has been ripped from my chest. People have tried to be understanding but they just don't fully realize the impact this has had on me.