I Had Barely Finished Holding My Son’s Newborn Baby When a Nurse Pulled Me Aside and Whispered, “That Isn’t the Child He Left With”
Sometimes that separation is only hours apart.
No perfect ritual exists.
They stopped seeking one.
Oliver does not need his birthday diluted to prove his siblings matter.
Lily and Leo do not disappear because cake exists nearby.
Both.
Again.
The word our family learned best.