Wes, I haven't posted before about Patrick, but I've been reading the threads daily. (Sometimes, several times a day.) My wife & I have also had a similar, (but in many ways different) experience. But close enough that we can say that we understand something of what you feel. Looking back on that event now, some 16 years later, the thing I remember most is that despite all the grief, confusion, anger, etc, I was constantly aware of God's love. May it be so for you & your good lady. We care very much for your loss.

Now, as to lullabies, don't lock yourself in too much with those. As a father of 4 I can tell you that none of my children responded to them at all. But they went to sleep almost every night, lying on my chest as I sang cowboy songs to them (Nope, I'm from the Southeast & have never lived in the West.) But especially, "I Ride An Old Paint," and "O Bury Me Not On The Lone Prairie." Don't ask me why. I don't have a clue. But it only took a couple of verses & despite my terrible singing voice, they would be asleep.

Give Brendon a hug from us.

Randall