Charlie Mae left this world on Valentine’s Day — a day meant to celebrate love. And somehow, that feels fitting… because Charlie was love. 💗

Diagnosed with medulloblastoma at just three years old, she spent six of her nine beautiful years fighting with a courage most adults could never imagine. 🎗️🕊️ Surgeries, treatments, hospital stays — and still, she chose joy.

She chose dancing. 💃
She chose makeup and bright, colorful hair. 🎀🌈
She chose being the proudest big sister to her two little brothers. 👧💙

Charlie didn’t just survive — she lived. Fiercely. Brightly. Beautifully. ✨

Valentine’s Day will forever carry her name. A reminder that love isn’t measured in time, but in impact — and hers was immeasurable. 💫

She leaves behind heartbroken parents, two brothers who will always look up to her bravery, and a world made better because she was here.

Love doesn’t end.
It transforms. It grows wings. 🕊️
It becomes legacy.

Forever a special Valentine. Forever nine. 💕✨