Seems like just yesterday Jason and I headed to the hospital and thought it would be a false alarm only to have my water break and full-on labor begin.
Many hours later, our precious baby, Charles Fleetwood Anthoine joined the world. He was a slight little thing…6lbs 11oz and only 19″ long. Four weeks early but as wise as an old man.
Twenty days later, he was sick. 4 days later, we said goodbye. 6 years later, I can still smell him and feel him laying in my arms and sleeping on my chest. I pray that those things never go away, but over time they will fade. But my memory will not. And the gift I have been given just in being his mom will stay with me forever.
I have been told by some very wise people something I’ve always known. Charlie was not supposed to stay here. He was meant for something bigger than this Earth. He has touched a lot of people. My friends are better parents for having known him. They hug their kids tighter. They love a little bigger. As do Jason and I. We are better parents to Henry for having Charlie in our lives (even when he gives us fits).
Charlie was a special boy. And as much as it hurts, there is something slightly comforting knowing I have a Guardian Angel with a name…
Happy Birthday, Charlie!