Louro is a loving, beautiful family member that will forever remain in our hearts and thoughts - each and everyday.  He loves to talk, say "hello" or "hi" when we walk in the door, tells me "I love you", and holds my hand when I cry, and laughs with us when we told stories.  He has breakfast with us every morning and loves to cuddle in the covers with me and my brother, Stephen.  He raps with my brother.  He used to sit on my brother's shoulder and sing when my brother practiced piano.  My brother and I grew up with Louro.  He is our baby brother.  My Mom, Vera, showered Louro with kisses and love, which Louro always returns.  My Mom and Louro loved to sing Brazilian songs together.  I'll never forget that before I would return home, Louro sensed that I was coming home and would signal to my family that I am very close to home.  The house is so grim without his presence.  We are mourning the loss of our sweet little baby.  Louro is beautiful inside and out.  We miss holding him in our arms and caressing him.  There are no words to express his warmth and beautiful soul.  Our hearts belong to Louro for eternity.  He is our life and forever will be.  My Aunt Anna and Aunt Maria came to our house to hold a special funeral for Louro.  We all love him dearly.  We miss him terribly.