My Andy

 I wish you all could have met my Andy. He was 6'4"and beautiful inside and out. Andy was as big and strong as a grizzly bear but was 100% teddy bear. Andy's heart bled the most for little kids and animals, all animals. He gave me a run for my money with wanting to make everything a pet. Andy was my baby, I had planned on not having anymore children (Michael was very much a surprise), but Andy was absolutely my baby. I had not breast fed Bradley, for a lot of reasons but when I was with Robert, he was very supportive and really urged me to try it. His whole family was very supportive of breast feeding, while my family was the opposite of that. So thank you Bob, your mom and your sisters who all encouraged me and helped talk me through my questions and concerns. 

So..I think you can see, Andy was my baby baby. And yup, I spoiled him rotten. I loved on him as much as I could. I knew I should have been stricter on him but dang it, he was so cute and so sweet, he literally had me wrapped around his finger. And to be honest, he was such a great boy, I didn't have to use my mom voice on him all that much.... At least until he was a teen, lol. 

My son's laugh was so contagious, and I loved how he would crack up at his own jokes, he could have me laughing without even getting his joke out, lol. 

Andy wanted to be a veterinarian. I took him to Columbus to look into school, his grades weren't high enough, but we were going to retry again when we had more money to use. Andy would have been an amazing veterinarian. His heart was 10x's bigger than the body that held it. 

That's what's so sad. You didn't get to meet him and feel all that love and compassion my son had. You could see it through his insanely dark eyes. 

on November 9th, 2016, my son called me on his way to work. He worked graveyard shift. I would talk to him about daily either on his way to work or on his way home. We talked about Evelynn, she was just about to turn two months old. We talked about work and we even talked about him moving to Oklahoma. But those were all just dreams because the next morning, November 10th, the phone call I received was Andy's girlfriend telling me I needed to come home, that my Andy was gone. I threw my phone and don't remember a lot after that. Andy had fell asleep at the wheel and ran into the back of a semi truck that stopped in front of him. I never got to meet that driver, I have so many questions for him, but, I haven't looked for him either, out of fear to learn the very last there is to know about my Andy. I think once I know everything, and there isn't anything left to learn about Andy, then it will feel like he's gone for a second time, and I can't handle that right now. One day, maybe. 

May each of us that was blessed enough to know Andy, may we honor him by sharing that sweet heart of his with all that we touch. 

I will love you forever Andrew John