Words cannot begin to express the deep sense of loss and grieving one must go through to lose a child in such a horrific manner. Sometimes, when one person is missing or lost, it seems as though the whole world has been depopulated. At 3 months old, Alijah James is larger than life, and his passing has struck a chord in the hearts of everyone who has followed him since before his birth. The gift of life is always magical, and a time filled with wonder, as are the early years of a baby's life. To have that stripped away from him at such an indefensible, early age, is unfathomable. None of us know what happened that morning, and perhaps we may never know. We know that a baby died Tuesday morning for no earthly reason. We do not know the true dynamics of that morning. We do not need to become a lynch mob in attack of a man whom the police have not named a suspect in his death. Nobody even knows if TJ Mullis is dead or alive. At this moment in time, we know NOTHING, other than the world is lessened by the loss of a baby who was never given a chance at life. Instead of angry finger pointing, we need to take this time to gather near to us our loved ones, and let them know what they mean to us. We never know what tomorrow may hold. I am not posting music in this blog, because I feel that in reading it silently, it should allow Alijah the moments of silence he deserves.