Today would be Olive’s due date. Likely would have arrived by now as Bubble1 was 5 days early. Perhaps a leap year baby?
Instead we leapt over the whole thing. We got the start but not the end. Unfinished business. Days that should have been filled with import are instead empty days.
Today would be Olive’s due date and if our chemical pregnancy had turned out differently, today would have been the same day in that pregnancy as we heard we lost Olive in the summer.
It is neither.
It is just another day for just about everyone.
but not me. not me.
i carry your heart with me, sweet Olive. i carry it in my heart.