The 14th 14th

Bear,

It's been fourteen whole months since we first laid our eyes on you, our perfect little girl, for the very first time. It was a day I will never forget…not in a million years. Since that day we have celebrated (even if just a little) on the 14th of ever month, knowing that every month (every day for that matter) was an incredible blessing. Each month we took your picture in your little polk-a-dot chair and then would “oooo” and “ahhh” over how much you had changed since the last. It has only been 45 days since you went to be with Jesus, yet I’m sure that in those 45 days you would have grown so much. It would be a lie if I told you that that didn’t make Mommy sad.

I know that you are probably looking down at me right now from your party in Heaven wondering why I’m crying on the 14th when it is supposed to be such a happy day. Well, baby girl…in all honesty and simplicity, I’m crying because I’m sad. Sad that I don’t get to hold you in my arms while I wish you a happy 14th month. Sad that we have now gone two 14ths without chair pictures. Sad that this is going to be the case month after month after month. And while I’m sad, I know that you are having so much fun in Heaven celebrating today with Jesus. I’m guessing his parties are WAY cooler than any that I could ever dream up! Daddy and I will be blowing you lots of kisses today, so keep an eye out for them!


I love you Miss Charlotte, beyond words or explanation.


Mommy