CD: My brother Jaxon died on November 14, 2002. He is so important to me because he is my brother. I will always have a connection to him. When he was born on June 8th, I remember always wanting to see him. He was the cutest little boy. He was blonde. He had blue eyes. He would do cute goofy things that would make everyone laugh at him. He would get into the DVDs and movies and throw them everywhere. I would give him rides around my house on my back while crawling. We loved to cuddle together and watch Dora. We loved to wrestle with each other. He would always follow me and around and do what I did. He did the military crawl for a long time until he learned to crawl regularly. When he started to walk, my parents would have him walk back and forth in between them. Everyone who knew him loved his happy personality. He was always glowing. He was one when he died. I remember his body cold in the casket. I wish I knew what he was like when he got older. He would have been the happiest person ever.
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