From Nonkie Mitch…

To Ryan and Simone and Ivy,
I sit here in my chair and reflect on the last 7 days since I received that awful, heart wrenching phone call at 10pm on Saturday night. I'm sorry, but all I could say was "damn damn damn" in my weakness and immediate pain that spread through my home like a raging storm. I wished it had been about that front gate that you have been on me about for weeks now, but it wasn't. Roman was gone! And today as I reflect on the journey ya'll have allowed my family to be on with you guys and seeing the miracles, conversions, love, and works that our Little dude has been manifesting, I realize how truly important our entire family unit is. I told so many, young and old, the message that kept coming to me at Roman’s funeral. God has picked you to be on Roman's "team". We are on a vast playfield and many are watching from the "bleachers and stands". Those in the stands that were invited to "play" and declined will be prayed for and so many others will watch in awe as to the character of this "game" but it's not a game, it's life, and God is the coach. At our baptism we are given the uniform and gear we need but along the way many of us misplace and lose that gear. Roman ALWAYS had his gear. I can't imagine what sort of tournaments we will be invited to participate in, but I know one thing that Roman ALWAYS knew. He knew/knows what the trophy looks like. He is standing besides Him. Lil Brother I love you so much, I am tired and my heart is heavy. Your love continues to fill it up one breath at a time. I pray that in my weakness you will intercede to send me the strength I need to be just a little bit of the witness you were to me. Roman Alexander Robichaux, Pray for us............ I love you as my own and always will.
Uncle Mitch, Aunti Nikki
Paradum Cor Meum Deus
Paradum Cor Meum
My heart is ready o Lord
My heart is ready

Mitch and Nikki Pitre - family, mentor, and great friends