Im not quite sure where to begin Matt. He came into this world super large at 10 lbs., 3 oz. He was a big strapping baby. He was so, so happy and just so enjoyable to be with. One of my special memories is the years when I was at home alone with him while Andrew was at school. So it would just be him and me, running errands, going to the grocery store. Wed often go out and have a little lunch date together at the pizza place. He was just so fun to be with. Hed sit in the cart and we talked together and we would sing ...we were just a really lovely pair. One thing about Matthew that most people knew but I was aware of more than anybody was the fact that he was so sensitive. That kid he wore his heart on his sleeve. He was so emotional and so sensitive to everything going on around him. He was just such a good, good kid in that way. One big thing about Matthew that actually has stayed with him from the beginning all the way to the end was he loved stuff. Whether it was the toy that came with the happy meal, or the next baseball hat he was going to buy, or the next wrestling toy, or the next T-shirt, he loved stuff. He loved looking forward to whatever it was he was going to get next, and he would plan for it. Then he loved to accumulate that stuff so he had it all in his room all organized: his trophies, his medals, his rugby balls, his music CDs, his hockey cards, his DVD movies, his Canadian Tire money that was stacked so neatly ready to go for the next fishing purchase, his Beats headphones that he treasured so much. He was always so organized, and so aware of the calendar and what day it was, and what time it was. I could always depend on him to be ready when needed to be. He was always on time for work, and he always knew when he had his hockey games. He was just so great that way. Im going to miss hearing his newly-formed baritone voice saying good morning to me every day. Im going to miss his beautiful curly hair that was just so perfect for all those baseball hats he loved to wear. I just thought he just looked so cute, although he hated me calling him cute. Lately we often had car rides to go pick up or drop off his brother at work at McDonalds. Matthew loved every chance he could get to get his hands on a hamburger. So he was actually always asking when Andrew was scheduled, so he could come on a car ride with me and possibly be able to get his hands on a burger. Man, he loved to eat! Speaking of riding in the car with him . . . one thing we always did, and he always hated, was Id reach over and grab his knee. I was so amazed with just how big his knee and his leg had gotten. He was turning into such a big man! That turned into a funny little joke-habit that we had lately. Hed he put up with his mom always doing that. He couldnt understand why I always enjoy doing that because its just his leg, right? But what he didnt understand that he was my little baby once and he was so little, and the fact that he had grown into this big, robust, strapping young man was just so unbelievable to me. One of my last outings with Matthew was last weekend. Ian was away and Andrew was at work, so it was just the two of us. It was such a beautiful day and I really wanted to go check out the new trail just down the road. So I begged Matthew to come along with his mommy, to go on a little bike ride to go check out the trail. I knew he didnt want to come. But he knew how much I wanted to have that time with him, so he rolled his eyes and reluctantly came along with me. We biked down to the trail. We walked around together. We checked out the river where he had his favorite fishing spot. It was a really, really nice the last special time we had together. I am so very thankful that my last words to him were that we loved him, and that we will always love him, and even though there are times were going to be parents and were going to be angry at him, and hes going to be angry at us, thats normal. We said to that we love him very much. Ill be forever thankful for that.