Patrick and I had some time before a lunch date last week so we stopped by Sparkman Hillcrest to visit Charlotte. He ran right over to her plot and said "hi, Char Char." My sweet boy. Of course he wasn't too into taking any photos but Mommy couldn't resist. I love that he says "hi" and "I love you, Charlotte"... and knows right where her plot is.
Likely, he'll grow up not remembering her as much while she was with us but rather the memory of her which we keep alive in our hearts. I pray that his heart holds a love for his sister whom he never really knew, but whose incredible spirit feels like "home."