Dearest Charlie,
I sometimes regret bringing you into this world. It's cold. It's wet. And that aside from the fact that it's a drizzling 34*F today.
Attitudes are cold. Relationships are hard. Promises don't hold true. And faces are wet in tears because of it.
But, my darling, I love you. And you are coming into this world... I'd rather say you're coming into my life. And though the people here are far from perfect, they will love you too. Daddy talks to you...soon you will hear him.
You, my child, are already so vibrant and full of life. Every time I hear your heartbeat pounding away I know you are strong. When I feel you kick your feet I smile because I know you are full of life.
Baby, remember something for me. Life is of God, and only from Him. If you are full of life it is because He has a plan for you. In just a few months you will come to join us in this cold, hard world. Be the life and the light He created you to be.
Dearest Charlie...
I love you.
Always, Mama
