for his family . . .


This child… Miysh Mcshane was born when I was 12 years old; from that day on he was my baby - he was with me 24/7 until I got married and moved away.
Hundreds of hours I spent singing lullabies with him cuddled on my chest wrapped up in my embrace while we rocked in this hanging chair or snuggled in my bed. He would never fall asleep without his legs tucked between mine (and to this day I need a pillow between my thighs to sleep  ).
I held his hands as he took his first wobbly steps and taught him his first words. He was and will forever be a significant piece of my heart and soul.   Until we meet and I can hold you again, Rest In Peace my baby brother.
Jasmine Chambers