Our story began in 1998 when Steve and I met. We fell in love and were married in October, 1999. Within in six months, we decided to start our family. Two months later, we were pregnant and on Valentine's Day, 2001, our beautiful baby boy, Drew, was born. Drew blessed our lives with so much joy and happiness. He was everything we could have ever imagined. Drew was a happy and active little boy with never a quiet moment. When Drew was almost two years old, we decided to move and to try to give Drew a baby brother or sister. We were very happy with our wonderful two year old, a new house, and our hopes for another baby.

It was Easter Sunday, 2003, when our world fell apart. I heard a heart wrenching scream from Steve and ran outside. Drew's life was flashing before me; Drew had been hit as Steve was backing out his truck. This could not be happening to our baby; I was in disbelief of the whole accident. When we arrived at the hospital, we were told Drew, the love of our lives, had passed on.