In Memory of Olivia
There are some people who just naturally become a part of your everyday life, and Olivia was one of those souls. Anytime me and her mama, Mandy, went anywhere, you could always count on Olivia tagging along, ready to be part of whatever we were doing. She had this way of making even simple moments feel lighter, sweeter, and somehow funnier.
My last memory of her is one I hold close. I had just gotten a new dresser, and she immediately claimed it with that confident little spark she always had. She told me exactly where she’d put it in her room and what she would set on top of it—every bit of it planned out, down to the smallest detail. I laughed so hard because she wasn’t just imagining it… she saw it. That was Olivia. Full of ideas, full of personality, full of life.
I love you, Olivia. And I’ll carry that moment—and you—with me always.