Last night I was laying in bed trying to sleep and I just kept thinking about Drake. I lay there wondering why God would give Drake to me and then take him away. I've wanted to have children for as long as I can remember and when I finally do he takes him away. My arms feel so empty and my heart is borken. When Drake died I believe that part of me died too and I will never be able to feel whole again. I just want my son back. It's just not fair that this happend to me. I don't understand why God gives healthy babies to people who don't even want them, but takes them away from people who truly want a baby more than anything. I don't get it and it makes me so angry and upset.