We miss hearing you remind us that your are a good boy and not on the naughty list like Swiper.
We miss hearing you tell us what you want for Christmas. Last year you would say, “Thomas Trains, Hungry Hungry Hippos, and presents. And that’s all I want for Christmas. Please.” Always please.
We miss getting the milk and cookies ready for Santa with you.
We miss hearing your mischievous giggle at the top of the stairs when you’re supposed to be in bed.
We miss hearing you talk yourself to sleep.
We miss having you wake us up and hearing you say, “Santa brought us presents!” Never “me” or “mine”. Always “us” and “ours”. You were such a sweet and tender boy.
We miss hearing your say, “Can we open it?” in your raspy and melodic voice after EVERY present you unwrapped. (I miss your voice so much.)
We miss you so much. This week has been hard but I want to thank you for our present. On 12/23/11, exactly eleven months after you went to heaven, your Aunt Liz and Uncle Eshoo delivered your cousin. Natalie Charlie Eshoo came screaming into this world weighing 7lbs and 3oz. For the first time, I truly feel you’ve sent me a sign and it’s the best present I’ve ever received.
Merry Christmas Charlie. We miss you.
Here’s a clip from Christmas morning last year. Charlie’s generous and endearing personality is on full display here. Instead of feeling full of love and happiness this year, I feel violated and cheated. He was such a good boy. It’s so unfair he’s not with us.