I worry we are forgetting, not about Olivia herself but all that she taught us.
I can still see her in my mind clear as yesterday. Her blond hair that twirled between my fingers. Her cute mouth and the way it did it’s little Elvis curl.
I can hear her giggle at the silly things or the most incorrect moments.
Her teasing way towards her sisters, her daddy.
I can see it all and I’m so thankful for this but what she taught us is slipping through my fingers, through her Daddies fingers.
To make the moments matter.
This was what Livvy taught us, on the day of her diagnosis we realised that we didn’t have forever so we needed to focus, needed to revalue and we needed to make the moments matter.
We were never going to be wealthy enough for amazing trips but Livvy didn’t care less where she was as long as there was laughter in the air.
Give her a sea shore and splashing waves and she was content.
Give her a battered roe and couple of your chips and she was happy.
Give her your arms to snuggle in and she was in her moment.
Life has become a little forgetful as of late. The normal is invading into our moments a little more than I like. Laughter feels rationed and magical moments are becoming less.
I know we cannot live in a permanent state of magic but we do need a reminder of what Livvy taught us.
Daniel needs us to remember.
Yes money is tight and that always adds the extra weight upon anyone’s shoulders but money does not equate happiness and it doesn’t bring guarantees.
I want to remember the moments we shared.
I want to create new moments for Daniel.
Tropical hurricanes aside I want magical moments again. I want to laugh until I cannot breathe, dance in the rain, drink tea with friends whilst the night sky entertains us with star dances.
I want to throw Daniel into moments the Drs never imagined for him, defy odds and breathe life in deeply.
I want to remember what Livvy taught us and make her proud by being her best student.
I don’t want to forget, we all need not to forget.
Life is for living,
Living like Livvy.