Dear Tyler,

Hi my sweet pumpkin! How are you today on this overcast Thursday afternoon? I hope for you it is sunny up there in Heaven. I used to say that Texas was always sunny and warm but lately all I can say it is always overcast, cloudy, and rainy! Guess it must be that time of the year here. 
 Thanksgiving is upon us in a couple weeks. I have really mixed feelings about this. Thanksgiving is a time to be " thankful " for all that one has. This year I find myself having a difficult time with this. I am thankful for many things in my life but I am hurting because I don't have you. I can't be thankful that you were taken away from me so soon. I can't be thankful that you are never coming back, that I can't see you anymore, that I can't hear your voice, that I can't see your face or smile ever again and the list goes on and on. Tyler, I don't want to be bitter because that is not me but I don't know what to do. I need your help. I need you to help me understand. I am lost. I need you to help me find myself again. 
 I have been wanting to tell you that of course you know that it has snowed in NH already and everything needed to be picked up for the Winter months in the cemetery so now there is nothing there at your resting place. Mom feels so bad about this but please know that when February rolls around I will be ordering your Flat Stone and Sitting Bench to be put in when the snow melts. Everything should be put in by March..early Spring. I finally have decided on what to put on them. I was going to do the Gray Granite but have decided on the Black. The Flat Stone will have your full name, your dates on it, on one side it will have a picture of Jack from the Nightmare Before Christmas on it and the other side will be Zero. The bench will have your dates again, a picture of you in the middle, and your full name. I think it will look really good and you will be happy with Mom's decision. At least I hope you will :)
 I believe that everything else is ok. The whole family and all our friends are doing well. I talk to them at least a couple times a week. I miss them all though. I can't believe how time is passing by so quickly. Tomorrow will be 2 weeks since Aunt Beck was here. Just seems so weird. Just please continue to watch over all of us. You are Mom's special Guardian Angel. I miss you and I love you to the moon and back and all the way around the world. 
 Be listening for Mom's whisper to you tonight. Sweet dreams my precious son. Fly high and free. Always, Mommy xoxoxo. Muah!