Sissy & Bubba
Haylee's little brother, Thomas the 4th, was born November 5, 2004. She was soooo excited! From the instant he was born, she was his constant companion, playmate, and protector. She nicknamed him "Bubba" & from then on, everybody called him Bubba. She was his "sissy."
When they'd go to visit MeMaw, Haylee would knock on the door and say, "It's me, Haylee and Bubba too!!!" When MeMaw was buying Haylee new clothes, Haylee'd say "don't forget Bubba; he needs clothes too!" When someone would come over who hadn't seen the new baby yet, Haylee'd run up to them, sweetly take them by the hand, and say "I want to introduce you to my brother; I'm Sissy & he's Bubba!"
Bubba was just 19 months old when he lost his darling sister. He asked for her everyday, and he still cries for her. He doesn't understand why she can't visit or come to his birthday parties. When it rains, Bubba says the rain comes from Haylee's home. It is so unfair that these two precious children had to be separated on earth by one person's negligence and stupidity. I know Haylee smiles down on you from above, Bubba. She always will.
The following was written by Sonya Mazzella, Mommy to Haylee & Bubba
When I found out I was pregnant with my second child I worried about Haylee’s reaction. However, to my surprise she was excited and ready to shop for baby things. She wanted to help decorate it’s room. I told her we would have to wait until we found out what it would be. Well she wanted a sister. That worried me. A few weeks down the line we found out it was a boy. I thought this would upset her but she was ecstatic. She even helped to pick out his name, big girl. She wanted to buy everything that was blue or a ball. She was my biggest fan and supporter during those 9 months. She was such a joy to be around it made me being so sick, not as bad.
The day Thomas was born was not just exciting for the adults but also for one special little girl. She could hardly wait for him to arrive. When he did she wanted to kiss him all over but she was shy about holding him at first. She got over that fairly fast. She gave him a nickname “Bubba” and hers was “Sissy”. From then on that's what we called them both. I was so happy to see her love and joy shine out about her new brother. She sang, You are My Sunshine” to him in the hospital so he would remember her voice.
As Thomas turned one and could be more mobile they became the best of friends. They played for hours in each others rooms. They ran, played chance, tackle, push-cars and made up games. I loved to watch them play together. I always felt so blessed that they loved each other so much and got along so well. Thomas asks for Sissy all the time. I don’t know what to say to him, how can I. I don’t understand any of this either. There is no purpose in this, no reason, so how to we ever understand it. We all endure but do not live, what kind of life is that for our family. She was the best of us all and brought out the best in us all, so why, why her?