I will always remember Matt for the sweet and thoughtful things he used to do for me. He would always buy me flowers, cards and chocolates. I used to come home tired from work to find rose pedals leading to our bedroom bathtub lit with candles. I remember coming home one day to find our marriage license framed and hung above our dresser in our bedroom. He really knew how to make me smile and feel so special. Sometimes he would surprise me with visits at work, but the most special day was the day he proposed to me. We went out to a nice romantic dinner at the Firehouse in Old Sacramento, followed by a nice romantic walk by the water. Soon after he got down on one knee and popped the question.

I often think about the day we found out we were having a baby. He kept insisting I take a pregnancy test because he could sense that I was pregnant. A few tests were misleading. They said no, and other tests were inconclusive but Matt was presistent. He bought five different types of pregnancy tests until we got one that read PREGNANT in Bold letters. We both hugged and kissed and cried and could not believe how quick God had blessed us with what Matt dearly wanted more than anything. And that was to have a child. Our child.