Yesterday we sang happy birthday at Olivia’s grave, sent off a floating lantern (which the boys and I went running after in a panic after it burst into flames and came floating down out of the sky a half mile away in our neighborhood), and had a cake and shared our favorite memories of Olivia. Heather and I watched videos of her after the kids went down.
Yesterday wasn’t an easy day, but there was also nothing wrong about it. It was right, and good. Hard and sad. Also happy. It was perfect. The same is true of the past 2 years. Not only would we do it again, but we wouldn’t change any of it if we could - even and especially the hard parts. This is life and we embrace it.