Three years ago today we lost our battle to cancer, but I know now our journey together was just taking a new path. Still missing you as I "keep working away".

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Missing Charles alot these days.

This morning I was gardening in my flower bed I turned away from the soil I just tilled and found a large bird feather, that wasn't there before, laying right where I just worked. Just now I was sitting outside to relax for a bit and noticed a small feather near my leg. I removed it and dropped it on the ground. Not even 5 minutes later what looked like the same feather was resting on my leg.

I looked up the meaning of feathers landing near or on you and I burst into tears.

This is what it said

"A loved one that has passed is right beside you."

- Leona (09.02.23)

I wasn't even in kindergarten, so I didn't fully understand the concept of school. But I quickly determined I wanted nothing to do with it when I realized school was taking my brother, Charles, far away from me to college... My big brother that I loved to tag behind... My big brother that called me 'porkchops', for reasons still unknown to me, since I was always a scrawny little wisp of a thing.

I didn't understand how he was so excited to go to this school so very far away from me, his little porkchop. I cried puddles of tears when school took my big brother from me.

Kindergarten began, just months later, and I had to leave my little sister, Amy, to go away to dreaded school, day after day. However, I soon started to understand the excitement my brother felt as I realized the familiar place called home was too small to hold the expanse of knowledge I wanted to hold... for how much I wanted to grow.

I was a fish too big for the small container called home. I kept growing and growing, like Charles. Soon Amy followed. We grew together, though always miles apart, in our own ways. Amy and I growing in the footsteps and glow of our brilliant big bro. All of our containers kept expanding with us as we explored our own worlds. Breaking and bursting from one container to another, Charles showing us that life truly held no boundaries. For containers were only restrictions meant to be broken by knowledge, imagination, passion, and hope.

Now my container once again holds a puddle of tears waiting to fall, but I push them aside to say to my brilliant radiance of a brother...

Now is your time to burst from this container... to excel to the ultimate greatness... to dine with fellow geniuses, such as yourself. Thomas Edison will welcome you to the table, by announcing, "Charles Knobloch... a man that lived by the motto that 'Everything comes to him who hustles while he waits.' Well wait no longer, my friend, we have held this seat especially for you!"

Through the puddle of tears... this time... I will smile, for you have broke the ultimate container and have taught me well. My heartache is but a container. And you wouldn't want that to hold me back. 

- Leona