When I got to work I looked at my calendar to see what meetings I had today and noticed the date. Feb 23rd. Charlotte went to heaven a month ago....tear. My eyes well up like they do a couple times a day...but realizing this makes today a hard day. Just like the day when she turned 6 months old (Valentine's day).
I really can't believe she has been gone a whole month...
This morning I got a text from one of Charlotte's favorite (and mine!) Maria...telling me that Osama (her heart surgeon) wanted her to tell me that he missed me (us)....so I told her I missed all of them. She started telling me that not a day goes by that people don't ask her how we are doing and everybody misses us.
I needed that!
Then....I got an email from a good friend Jessica....
"I woke up this morning and started my normal routine. In the middle of it all, I realized I dreamed about Charlotte during the night. I was visiting Charlotte at the hospital. You were showing me around the hospital and then you took me to Charlotte's room. She was in a regular hospital bed crawling around. She was so happy, and smiling, and her big beautiful eyes were as bright as could be. You needed to go somewhere so I stayed and played with Charlotte. That was all. I thought you would like to know that I received a visit from Charlotte. What a special moment that was!"
I needed that!
Neither of them realized what today is....but Charlotte and I (of course Blake too) know.
And she knew both of them would comfort me with these messages today....
What a special little girl! My angel is always watching down on me....and I am so lucky to have her!
Thanks Charlotte....
I needed that!
1 comments:
I love the title of your post today because it's exactly what I wanted to say to you after you commented on my blog! Your words touched my heart and reminded me that I'm not alone..which I should never feel because we have so many wonderful family members and friends supporting us...but just sometime the pain is so strong that only someone who has walked a similar path to mine can truly understand and can make me feel not alone. I hope that make sense. For the rest of the day I'm going to smile, thinking of our sweet girls in their healthy bodies playing together in heaven and looking down on their proud mamas. Thank you Brooke and I hope you know I'm here for you as well.
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