My boy would have been a man today as he should have been turning 18 years old. His 18th birthday today. Instead Carter is Forever 9. We are sad we didn't get to see him grow up. No matter how many years go by, there never feels like a "right" way to celebrate Carter's birthday without him. It feels wrong on every level. I rack my brain every year trying to figure out what to do to celebrate his life, the love we have for him, all while mourning his loss. We want to honor Carter's life, in some little way. It's a journey I wish no parent would have to experience. Trying to celebrate while grieving. My heart is with everyone who is grieving for their child.
We will remember - God is with us and for us. Without Him, we would have nothing to look forward to. "He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away" Revelation 21:4
Happy 18th birthday little buddy. We miss you terribly.
