Dear Uncle Derek,
It's me, Carter. I came to visit the special place we go to remember you. The sun was bright, and it hurt my little eyes, but I still thought it was pretty neat. Mommy tells me about how brave you were when you got sick. I know they did many surgeries on you. I have to have surgery this week, too. I'm really little, so I don't really know what's going on. But, I know there are a LOT of people praying for me! Mommy and Daddy will be there with me, and they tell me that this will make me feel better. Would you mind holding my hand in the operating room, too? You know, just in case I am a teeny bit scared? Someday I'll be able to tell people about the cool way God healed my eyes, and how I was brave like my Uncle Deez. Thanks for taking care of me from Heaven!
Love, Your Favorite Nephew