Tiny Footprints

The tiniest feet can leave the biggest imprint on one's heart.

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Samuel Bryden Logan
Born: November 23, 2015
Died: December 19, 2015

No child should only be given four weeks to experience life. No parent should outlive their child. Unfortunately we are faced with both of these as reality.

On December 14 we learned Sam would never be able to survive outside of a hospital environment and would only be kept alive with the assistance of machines. As hard as it was to understand, Sam's spirit was limited by his body and we quickly understood the decision to be made. We were going to rid Sam of his physical limitations and set him free.

Sam, they told us you weren't supposed to be here, but you defied odds and came into our lives to capture our hearts forever. We will always be your parents and pray that we can honor your memory each day. A piece of our hearts died with you on Saturday, but with time we know you will heal it and show us how to fill the space with celebrations of you.

We will always remember the snuggle sessions with Sam during kangaroo time. Reading Charlotte's Web to him at night. Playing music and singing the best we could all of our favorite songs. So little time but so many moments we can forever cherish. We tried our hardest to give Sam the best life possible and we are devastated that we could not give him more time.

You will be our middle child for eternity and we will ensure your brothers, John and Charlie, know how you made a giant imprint on our lives. We love you Sam, always and forever.

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We appreciate everyone's thoughts, prayers and concerns. For now, we need some time to grieve and remember our little Sam. We will let everyone know when we are ready for people to reach out but feel free to leave your thoughts below.

In lieu of flowers or gifts, please consider making a donation in Sam's memory to help others dealing with similar challenges or loss. Visit our Helping Others page to view our preferred charities.

We love our family, we love our friends and we would not have been able to face the past three months without you all. We will need you even more as we learn how to move forward without Sam. 

Please join us in remembering Sam and hoping for a speedy homecoming for Charlie.

Sincerely,
Allison & Adam

My Baby You'll Be

My sweet, little Sam. Where do I start with how much I love you? From your long eyelashes to your button nose to your sandy brown hair and your pouty lips. You are perfect and will always be my little miracle baby.

In my memories I will forever bathe you and diaper you, swaddle and dress you. I will caress your face while whispering sweet nothings. I will massage your hands and feet while humming Hush Little Baby. I will tell you of the world outside your window while laughing at your smiles. I will detail your brother John's most recent antics while imagining what you and Charlie will come up with.

I will rock you back and forth, back and forth, back and forth. And as I rock you I will sing:

I'll love you forever,
I'll like you for always,
As long as I'm living
my baby you'll be.

I love you, sweet Sam. I will forever be grateful you came into my life.

-Mom

Samuel Bryden Logan

Though your time on Earth was short, you were loved by many. You gave everything to allow your brother to survive and still managed to give your parents memories of who you were. You fought from day one until the very end, never settling for the odds and always testing the boundaries. 

We will see you every day in your brother Charlie, who will make a legacy fit for two. John will guide the way, ever the older brother and mentor. Your Mom will continue to be the strongest person I know and provide more than enough love to keep this family ours. And I will strive to be the best man, father and keeper of your memory as we live our lives to honor you. 

Know this, little Sam, you will never be forgotten and the four weeks you were with us will last forever. We love you Samuel Bryden Logan. Rest in peace, know you are loved. 

-Dad

Dear Brother

Walking the roads of our youth
Through the land of our childhood, our home, and our truth
Be near me, guide me, always stay beside me
So I can be free
Free
Let’s roam this place, familiar and vast
Our playground of green frames our past
We were wanderers
Never lost
Always home
When every place was fenceless
And time was endless
Our ways were always the same
Calm my demons and walk with me, my brother
Until our roads lead us away from each other
And if your heart’s full of sorrow, keep walking
Don’t rest
And promise me from heart to chest to never let your memories die
Never
I will always be alive and by your side
In your mind
I'm free

-John Reilly