Baby Khalil Got His Wings

My name is Tunesha Davis. My sister K' Vieaunna is living a nightmare no mother wants to even imagine. After having 4 beautiful girls, she'd finally delivered a beautiful, healthy baby boy, Khalil.

Last Saturday night was like any other. She put 2 month- old Khalil to sleep and she woke Sunday morning and started her day. When she checked on him...he wasn't breathing. "What's going on?" she thought. After shaking him gently and patting him on the back, she called 911. The operator calmly told her how to do CPR. K'Vieaunna started to panic and asked her sister to try. Over and over they tried to breathe life back into his tiny body, but it didn't work.

Just like that, she knew her life has changed. Khalil was gone, she no longer had a son. "He was my sweet boy," was all she could manage to say when she told me what happened.

Being her big sister with my own memories of her as a baby, I just wanted to fix it. I know that's impossible right now, but I have to do what I can.

Khalil was not covered by life insurance, but he still deserves a funeral service that honors the light, love and laughter he brought his mother and sisters.

If you are so led, please make a donation to help lift this burden so Khalil's family can focus on the healing process. No amount is too small or too large. Every penny will go to burial expenses and to support K'Vieaunna and her four daughters as they move through this sad season.