Poor baby boy named Easton. You just turned 5 months old and you have gained wings, there glistening. It feels so unreal how you went so fast. My best friend, my sister not by blood she\'s hurting how long will this last? In denial, angry and confused. If I could I would bring him back but I can\'t... that is something that can\'t happen for you can\'t choose. I\'m sorry my friend. I\'m always here for you so pray and stay strong for your little one Easton is a beautiful angel that sings a song.