We learned Monday, one o Charles' classmates died. This wasn't a sudden unexpected death. It was an inevitable act. The boy in question was diagnosed with a rare brain tumor in 2006, with no known cure.
People rallied around the family and gave them support. He got to live his dreams - to ride a motorcycle and to ly in an Army helicopter.
The mother posted that he went to be with Jesus after a long fight. They believe he felt no pain or fear.
My question is, looking at my child, the same age and how do you tell them that the growth in their head, chest, whatever is going to kill them.
How do you let go and say goodbye to your son?
My thoughts are with the Barta family but tonight, I will hug my own teenaged boy and forget that he would forget his own head i it wasn't attached to his body. I will forget the eye rolls and deep sighs and the fact that he is a mouth attached to a deep vast hole that knows no end.
These things I will forget and thank God for.
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Ugh...how sad. I hear you. Sometimes it takes someone else's tragedy to remind you of your own blessings. I will hug my kids extra tightly tonight.
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