This is Lynda, and I have never been so grief stricken and heart broken as I have been since Saturday night. I lost my surrogate son - Wyatt Moody.  He had been part of our family for the past  several years - living here most the time.  We had our problems towards the end and I tried so desperately to help him and love him but it just wasn't enough. I can't imagine waking up every day with this pain and will wonder the rest of my days if I could have done more.  I hope he has found the peace he so much needed and the peace that I pray I can find.  He was such a talented, loving, funny young man.  Please, God, cradle him in your loving arms and give us strength to go on.  I loved you, Wyatt, and you knew that.  If only I could see you again.  You were my son, too.