is today. I’m dreading it. It will make it all real again. And I’m not prepared.
Time to unlike all of the twin-specific pages on Facebook. Why did I like/join so many?? Ugh.
My sweet Oliver died in his sleep on Friday, July 8, 2016. I’m using this space as an outlet for my thoughts, coherent or not, that I need to get out.
Oliver was 4 months old, and leaves behind a twin sister, Avery, a big brother Henry, and two heartbroken, grief-stricken parents.