**As a side note, Charlie is in an urn next to our bed. I ordered an urn when he was cremated but his ashes wouldn't fit in it. So we ordered a teddy bear urn. In the interim, we put him with the Sleep Sheep that he loved to listen to in the womb (the only way I could get him to stop kicking and go to sleep). The teddy bear urn was a logistic nightmare to get. Mr. H and I decided to take this as a sign that he was happy the way he was. We keep the teddy bear urn (it is a stuffed bear) with the sheep. **
I wish that this was not such a taboo subject. I find much comfort and peace in talking about Charlie and all the happiness that he still brings me.
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