Oakley’s birthday this year was such a mix of emotions for me, like it always is. Every year, I think back to his birth, and all the tough stuff that came with it. It was such a hard time, and while I’m so happy to celebrate him, it’s always bittersweet. There’s this weird blend of joy and memories that are hard to shake. His birthday isn’t just about the party—it brings up all those feelings, you know?
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