Every time I come to the ranch I have a connection with baby cooper. Not a day goes by that I dont think of him and get angry inside, only because I’m selfish. Selfish in the fact that he was born in heaven and not here with me. I think of him every time I see a new born baby, or a father playing with his son. Its the hardest thing to except. And there is nothing I can do to make it any better. I have always wanted to have a son just like me. To teach everything I know to him. To hunt, fish, ride dirtbikes, bicycles, and skateboards. I miss you Cooper, Daddy will be with you some day, I love you!