I'm having a hard time keeping the sads at bay. Some days it hits me. Like a heavy cloak that I can't stand under and I fall to my knees, trembling from the pain of it all.
Last night, Ryan and I talked at length about our Lucia, Bennet, Tryg, Lincoln and Cadence. They would be almost 3.
Sylas wants purple cupcakes for his birthday. I wonder what colors his siblings would have picked.