There’s always more to the story.
What you can’t see?
Who wasn’t there.
What you can’t feel?
How weird that day felt.
Incomplete.
Different.
Sad.
…and despite it all
…this
Him.
Always a bright light.
Along the way...
This is 9...
This is 9.
His last year in single digits.
I thought I'd have a lot to say.
But my heart's in my throat.
Happy Birthday Ollie!
When you're not looking...
When you're not looking...
...the world will speed right by.
With your head up...
...it has a funny way of slowing down to greet you
The smallest things will reveal themselves...
...for the treasures that they've been all along
