My dearest Pudd,
For 12 yrs you were one of the biggest parts of my life. You were my first son. You helped me through some of the hardest points in my life. You were just a tiny, rolly-polly, pudgy thing when I picked you up at 7 weeks. You gave me some of the best memories that I will ever have. We found out tonight that you had cancer. A large tumor that was pushing your organs all to one side and your intestines to your spine. It’s not that you haven’t wanted to eat, you just couldn’t. You had given up water because you were just tired. I knew that you were, I didn’t know why, but I knew. Tonight at 7pm, at 12 years and 3 months old, you laid curled in my arms. You put your head on my arm, closed your eyes and took your last breathe. Letting you go is the hardest thing I’ve experienced since my brother’s death. I’m so thankful that I was able to tell you just how loved and wonderful and good you have always been. I pray that the pain you were in before we found out what was going on wasn’t too much. I only wish we could have known sooner. I love you with my entire heart and I’m not sure how life will go on without you. I know that it will and that this will be one of the single most hardest things to get through…. especially since you’re not here to help me through it. I miss you so much already and I cannot imagine going in a house empty of my Pudd. I’m sitting here in the car trying my best to work up enough courage to get through this life without one of the biggest pieces of me.
Your momma forever.
Pudd Lee Williams
September 1, 2004 – December 18, 2016
