I made it to Buffalo, I drove for 23 hours trying to get there, I made one wrong turn and it took forever. My mother made the opportunity for me and she went with me. We stayed at your moms house and for me it was coming home. Tutu I first went to your grave with your mom and we stopped by "Honey's" on the way. I told her I know she came and got our baby. Later on that day I was able to what I really wanted to do and that was visit the site by myself. I sat out there (it was a beautiful day) on a pillow beside your grave and I talked and read the letters I've written to you out of my journal. I cried, I laughed and I cried somemore. It was beautiful and felt your presence there with me. I saw some of your family and friends alike while I was there. Tutu, I got a letter from your dad on your birthday. He said he felt that you were communicating to him through me. He remembers your last words to him also "I love you, dad". I remember so much the places we wanted to go and the things we wanted to do. I know that I can still do those things and go those places, but the appeal is all gone without you. Stevie I love you, want you, need you, but most of all, BABY I MISS YOU!