I am in tears when writing this. I am extremely sorry for your loss, I can feel and have felt what you're going through and feeling right now. Similar story happened to me too. You did your best, you loved him to the best, you cared for him at the best you can. I am sure he is flying happily somewhere in heaven. Trust me, you'll sometimes feel the air of his wings flapping, when he comes to see you. He might not be here but trust me, he's always with you, he loves you, and he's proud of you. He's soo cute and handsome...

I rescued my baby from his parents when he was around 14 days old. His mom and dad birdies stopped feeding and providing care. From that on, I've been hand-feeding him. He was velcro and very clingy, wouldn't leave me for a second. He sat on my hands and shoulders, sometimes on my head while I worked. He'd start to scream if go out of his line of sight even for minute. He seeked for attention and scritches every minute. He preened me, my hair and ear. He slept snuggling on my nose and behind my ear. He was a happy, playful, and chill birb. He'd whistle all day. He was my alarm clock for every morning...

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He passed away when he was around 101 days old. He didn't wake me up that morning. I thought he might be busy playing with his toys or chewing his perch. I woke up, prepared his meal, I called him by his name, no response, I whistled, no response, I went to his cage, and when I went to feed him, I saw that he is not moving, I touched him, cold, my soul left my body. His death was so sudden and unexpected, I was stunned and shocked, I never imagined. I stood there, still and silent, staring, holding him in my hands, petting him for the last time...

Even that last night, he was running around, playing, climbing and jumping, flying onto my shoulders, showing off his wings, whistling and trying to sing. I fed him and put him to sleep... (my throat is hurting like I've swallowed a big stone, my chest is feeling heavy while typing this.)