A Promise Kept

It is November 14, 2024. Today, I begin writing the new chapter of A Divine Gift: Emrys’ Story. Memories will continue to be shared. This Little Guy left us with so many. To most people, three weeks pass in a blink of an eye. For us, three weeks was an entire lifetime. A lifetime filled with the most pure, innocent, and divine love. The peace was such a blessing. Sweet Little Emrys will always be Our Divine Gift.

When Emrys entered this world, I promised to protect him from all harm, to ensure he would never lack for anything, and to guide him in the ways of truth, peace, love, and light. And though my heart knew that pain lurked behind the shadows, I did everything I could to buy us more time. I was not ready to lose this Heavenly Gift, but that dream would taunt me.

Emrys came to us for a reason. We, Juju and I, were chosen to accomplish something that many would not have the courage to do. Because this path we are traveling is anything but pleasant, yet here we are, surviving, and thriving. Experiencing the death of a Divine Being is meant to destroy you, and keep you in the dark for eternity. We made it through, and we are thankful for the time that we were granted with our Tiny Angel.

We are also angry because those who could have prolonged his life just go on about their lives without a care in the world. And there is no telling how many little lives are gone because those who are supposed to listen to you, and ensure that you are healthy and strong, no longer have integrity, and will cut corners so that they can make their money without putting in the work.

That is what happened. We complained of all the symptoms Emrys was displaying, and were told that his body was getting used to the environment, and that he was having a reaction to the formula. And we were called paranoid. Those were such lies. Emrys had a heart condition. Actually, he had multiple congenital cardiac anomalies that would have easily been found had they actually done their jobs and checked him.

On May 27, 2024, Emrys passed away in my arms. I was able to get his heart pumping and keep him with me until the first responders intubated him, and took him to the Children’s Hospital. David quickly drove us there. We heard his cries as the staff gave their all to resuscitate him. But they couldn’t. When the doctor came to give us the news, Juju asked if it could have been associated with SIDS. The doctor said no, and asked what treatment was being administered for his heart. Imagine our shock.

It was in that moment that I promised Emrys that the world would know. I promised home that I would tell his story so that other tiny lives could be saved. I would not back down. I would be THE VOICE FOR THOSE WHO CANNOT SPEAK FOR THEMSELVES.

And just like that, just shy of six months after his passing, the first part of Emrys’ Story is being published. This is A Promise Kept.