
Sick with grief.
I spent most of Sunday holding my breath and feeling anxious about something. I didn’t think anything of it because anxiety has been a part of the every day for so long now. Over the years, I’ve learned how to push through and stay focused until it slowly settles down and I find my peace. But Sunday was different. August 12th is the day we remember our little girl. It’s the day that everything changed for us; when all our joy and excitement over twins instantly transformed in