It was a nightmare! It just didn't seem real. They couldn’t say for sure what he had gotten because they couldn't test him until after he passed away, and then told us. It was a rapid moving form, it was literally 24 hrs from his first symptom till he was gone. He just came home from school that day and two days later we were driving back home without our youngest child, in shock, with hearts beyond broken.
It has been 2 1/2 years now and every day is still a struggle to get through. We miss Boyd every minute of every day. He was only 7 1/2, but he was a great artist and writer, and he was reading six novels at the same time. He could build anything out of anything, he especially loved Lego. He loved to ride his quad and hangout with dad. He was everyone’s favorite cousin and everyone’s best friend, and all the little girls wanted to grow up and marry him.