In Memory of Rowan Wade Martin

11/25/2016 - 4/08/2022

There is so much. It was a long journey, yet not long enough all at once.

For 5 years he consumed me. I will always miss him. I don’t even know what to say to explain our story. He was silly, a handful, always wanting cuddles and got to where he hated car rides and being away from home for hours for appointments. He’s no longer suffering, and I think that’s the best thing to think about now.

On April 8, 2022, my world fell apart. I woke up late for his meds and feed. Just one hour. I think he was already gone. He was revived, but all tests showed he was already gone. We took him off all the meds and tunes. I laid down with him in the hospital bed, we took one last nap and he passed a few hours later. I’m going to miss him, but I know he is better now.

No more meds. No more seizures. No more being stuck in one place.

I love and miss you, baby boy.

My favorite memory of Rowan is his bouncing, giggling and squealing at 3 am just to make noise.