Malachi's Online Memorial Site is:

 http://malachi-ezekiel-harvey.gonetoosoon.co.uk/

This letter was written to my son Malachi.  I put it in his homegoing program for his memorial service.  I miss him so much.

To my sweet Malachi,

It has been a few days since you had to leave and I
love and miss you so much.  You brought me so much
joy.  As you grew inside of me, there were times I
thought you were going to kick my bladder out.  I
couldn't laugh without running to the restroom and I
couldn't sleep without you doing what felt like
martial arts inside of me. When you were inside of me
I used to play a song for you before we would go to
sleep at night. Remember the words?  "I receive it.  I
receive life.  I receive joy.  I receive peace. I
receive all the things that you have for me and
now...now I can live."  You are truly living right now
and you will live with Jesus forever.  I will make
sure your memory lives on. 

I had the opportunity to have you in my life for 3
days and I treasure every single moment I was given.
The days leading up to your birth, the doctors tried
to monitor you, but you kicked the monitor so hard
they kept having to start it over. I laughed to myself
because as small as you were, nobody could control
you. You proved to be a soldier and that's what you
are.  When the doctor began delivering you, they told
me not to expect you to cry because of your age. Your
grand-mommy told me not only were you crying, but you
came out breathing without any help and were swinging
that right fist as the nurses attempted to wrap you
up.  They wrapped you up and you some how managed to
get that right fist back in the air to swing some
more.  The fight in you reminds me of myself.  They
brought you in to see me from a slight distance as
they continued to work on me and I noticed we both
were straining our necks to see each other.  Again,
you had that right arm out, but this time it looked
like you were reaching in my direction.  I got a
chance to hold your hand and your grip was so strong.
I got a chance to talk to you and every-time you heard
me you began kicking your legs. I even laid hands on
you and told you that you shall live and not die.  You
are living. You had many people praying for you. Your
grand-mommy and I had a chance to pray over the doctor
that was going to be doing your last procedure. When
we finished praying with him, the nursing staff had
tears in their eyes because they said nobody ever
offered to pray over the surgeon before surgery. Even
the nurses miss you. You have forever impacted the
lives of many and you will continue to do that.
Malachi, your first name was named after a prophet in
God's word and your middle name Ezekiel, was named
after a priest. You are royalty. You are my little
fighter and though you will be sleep in God's presence
for a little while, I know we will meet again in
Heaven. Your family loves you so much and they too
will see you again. We love you baby.

Love Mommy & Family