Sometimes, when I look at Charlie in a quiet, tender moment and see his sweet, angelic face, I imagine what it will be like to meet him one day in the Celestial Kingdom and to be able to really talk to him and truly know him as he is underneath all of his disability. And I imagine him as a being so incredibly beautiful and magnificent that I will marvel that God saw fit to send him to me.
I try to think about that when I am cleaning poop off of walls. 4 or 5 nights a week.
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You may marvel at why God would send you such a special soul, but I won't. You are truly amazing, Jess. I know it may not feel that way when you are cleaning poop off the walls 4 or 5 nights a week, but you are truly great. Love you!
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