My Husband, Eli’s Post…(w/special thanks to Yomi Wrong for her edits)

Olivia Donna Gelardin was exquisite. At almost 5 years old, Livy, as we called her, was delighted to watch sunlight reflect off the window, feel the sand run through her fingers in her garden, splash soapy water in the bath tub with her brother. She was our first, our dream-come-true baby, our patient teacher. Livy … Continue reading My Husband, Eli’s Post…(w/special thanks to Yomi Wrong for her edits)

Thin Pink Yarn

Dear Olivia,  The brain is a very powerful organ. I know this because of you. If it weren't for the seizure that took control of your brain you'd still be here.  Sometimes I tell myself that your at camp or somewhere special on a temporary basis, but that eventually you're coming home. It's these thoughts … Continue reading Thin Pink Yarn

You Remind Me

Dear Livy, I haven't been able to take a breath in nearly a week! Sage got sick, I got sick, daddy got sick and then all hell broke loose. Its a good thing you didn't get sick too. Barfing was never your thing, but I wish more than ever you were here. I need you … Continue reading You Remind Me