From the time she was born, Matt and I made bedtime prayers a constant fixture in Charlotte's nighttime routine. We would pray over her each and every night before leaving the hospital (ugh, I hated leaving without her) and continued to do the same once we were home sweet home.Whether it was in times of fear and uncertainty or while snuggling in the rocking chair at home, the prayer was almost always the same...
God, please watch over little Charlotte tonight while she sleeps. Keep her free from pain and give her the sweetest dreams. Protect her with the help of her guardian angels and wake her tomorrow with the bright shining sun. We pray for all other sick kiddos near and far, especially our heart friends.... May their families feel your loving arms wrapped around them and rely on your strength to get them through their days.
Thank you for my family and for all of the blessings that You have given us today.
I still catch myself uttering this prayer as I lie in bed at night, often while lying on a tear soaked pillow. I have no intention on stopping.
I don't want to forget the words that Charlotte heard so many times.
I don't want to forget the quiet moments with our little girl...the moments filled with faith and hope.
I can hardly believe that it has been 18 months since your Daddy and I first saw your perfect little face. Its been a hard day without you, and I'm sure that you have seen my tears. Eighteen months...what a big girl you would be. Sigh...18 months...I miss you so much.
Sending special birthday snuggles and kisses to my special girl on her special day.
I love you, Bear....I LOVE YOU LOVE YOU LOVE YOU.