Dominick was one of my three Musketeers, or the three D’s Dominick, Destiny and Damian, I called them this because They played, bathed, ate, fought and slept together for about one year and half.
Part of their routine was to come in to greet me in the morning. As they came to my office, I would watch them from my window as they crossed the parking lot and came to the door. Sometimes Dominick was last because he was either carrying his bag or his oxygen tank, but that didn’t deter him, he knew that there was a special treat once he reached the goal in site. In the office grandma had their special treats.
They all knew, especially Dominick where I kept them. In fact, if I remember correctly, it was Dominick who always found the secret hiding places. And they knew that all they had to do was give grandma a kiss and a hug and grandma would melt and give them their favorite candy. Dominick however, would linger to see if grandma wasn’t paying attention and get another.
Then they would leave to go on their way, sometimes if they had been there for awhile they would give me a goodbye kiss and a hug and wait for another.
Dominick’s favorites were the salt water taffy.On the day of his transplant, I took him some of his favorite treats and he shared them with us. I still have a bag that I was going to give to Dominick when he left the hospital.
My three D’s or my three Musketeers will always be in my heart. Dominick touched many people in my office and will always be remembered as that beautiful child with those big beautiful eyes, who knew more than any of us where his true home was. His courage and loving manner will always be treasured, especially the night he went to surgery for his new heart. He was trembling, as I am sure Jesus was trembling the night God took him to his home. I am sure that I will never see anther child tremble so and I hope I pray I don’t have to.
Dominick probably knew that nothing would ever be the same for him and for any of us. Through his courage and suffering we have all changed and grown. Dominick completed his purpose here on earth. He is at peace now, and has a beautiful healthy body and I know he is playing with the angels, with his beautiful smile and wonderous laugh.
Dominick is and will always be the bravest of my three Musketeers and my little hero.
Dominick era uno de mis Tres Musqueteros, o los tres D’s, Dominick, destiny and Damian. Lo nombro asi porque ellos, jugaron, banaron, comieron, pelearon y durmieron juntos por casi un ano y medio.
Parte de su rutina era de llegar a mi oficina en la manana. Yo lo miraba cuando ellos cruzaban por frente de mi ventana y llegaron a la puerta. Algunas veces Dominick era el ultimo porque estaba llevando su tanque de oxigeno, pero eso no le detuvo porque el sabia llegar a su punto que iba ver un premio especial. En la oficina su abuela tenia sus dulces preferidos.
Todos sabian, especificamente Dominick donde yo guardaba sus dulces. Y si yo le cambio el lugar Dominick siempre podia encontrarlos. Ellos sabia que la unica cosa que tenia que hacer, era de darme un besito y un abrazo y me derretia de amor por ellos. Sin embargo Dominick siempre quedaba un momento mas, para ver si yo no estaba poniendo atencion y podia conseguir otro.
Despues ellos se iban, y algunas veces si estaban ahi por un tiempo, ellos me despedian con otro besito y abrazo y esperaban con alegria en sus ojos a ver si podia convencerme a dar otro dulce.
Dominick’s preferidos era Salt water Taffy.Y en el dia de su transplante de su corazon nuevo, yo llevaba una bolsa de sus dulces preferidos y lo que el compartio con nosotros. Todavia tengo una bolsa guardada que yo iba a darle cuando saliera del hospital.
Mis tres D’s o mis tres Mosqueteros siempre estaran en mi corazon. Dominick toco mucha gente en mi oficina y siempre sera recordado como este nino bello con sus ojos tan lindos y expresivos, quien sabia mas que nosotros donde estaba su casa verdadera.
Su coraje y manera carinosa siempre sera guardado como un tesoro en mi corazon, especificamente la noche que iba recibir su nuevo corazon. Estaba temblando, tal como estoy segura que Jesus Cristo estaba temblando la noche que su padre lo llevo a su casa.
Estoy segura que nunca voy a ver un nino temblar asi y espero que no tengo que ver eso de nuevo. Talvez Dominick sabia que nada iba ser lo mismo para el ni para ningúno de nosotros. Atraves de su coraje y sufrimiento hemos cambiado y crecido.
Dominick ha completado su mission aqui en la tierra. El esta con paz y tiene un cuerpo lindo y sano y se que el esta jugando con los angeles con su sonrisa bellisima y su risa maravillosa.
Dominick es y siempre sera, mi Mosquetero mas valioso y mi pequeño heroe.
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