There was a boy.

Once upon a time, there was a boy named Jonas.

When he was in his mother's womb, he was very much loved and people were excited to meet him.

When he was born, he had his father's nose and his mother's lips, and he had plenty of hair just like his father and mother.

His dad, granddad, grandmas and aunts were all very proud and happy to meet him for the first time, and they had big smiles on their faces when they saw Jonas.

Jonas lived a very brief moment on earth.

But in that brief moment, he had captured everyone's heart and everyone cried when he passed away.

How could such a little life have brought so much joy and tears? Yet when Jonas was born, he had lived as his parents' first son, his grandparents' grandson and his aunts' nephew, affecting everyone's lives.

You were never nothing, Jonas.

You mattered to us, and we loved you so much, especially your dad and I.

Although I never got the chance to hold you in my arms, yet I loved you so much with all my heart, and you will always be my first son.

I hope and I pray that you are happy now with God, and your Granddad, and that you know that you are loved, always.

Jonas Subiyantoro

11 July 2012

2,270 kg

42 cm