On November 14th, 2008 my sister lost her "rock" so to speak. Charley was someone who kept her sane and stable... he was her shoulder and her ear and she was his. I'd venture to say that they were soul mates... they were good for each other.
Over the past month my sister has introduced me to who Charley was and the more I learn, the more I admire him for the person that he was. Charley was 17 when he died and was more mature than most adults. He had life figured out.... he knew what was important and he treasured that. In talking to Tara, reading the comments to Charley, to his parents... it's shown me how truly loved one person can be.
As a parent hearing the story of a young man that had such a bright future, is heartbreaking. I get teary eyed just thinking about the agony that his parents must be going through. I couldn't bear my life without my daughter. It makes you question a lot of things... why God would let something like this happen, what would have happened if he had survived the car crash... and so many more. But then you have to stop questioning and realize that the life he lived was full and he touched more lives than I think he even knew. His story touched my heart... and I wish I had had the pleasure of knowing him.
So in the words of Charley "We Fight Through No Matter What Hardships We Face."
My thoughts and prayers are with your family and loved ones.