Eight years ago, I held both life and loss in the same moment. My wife Robyn’s heart kept beating long after her brain had stopped—holding on just long enough to give our son, Iver, a chance at life. 💔✨
At 28 weeks, I said goodbye to the love of my life… and hello to a 2 lb. 13 oz. fighter who spent 12 weeks in the NICU before finally coming home. Every breath, every laugh, every scraped knee since then has been nothing short of a miracle.
Today, on his 8th birthday, I see Robyn’s light living on in him. And I am reminded that sometimes the greatest gifts come wrapped in heartbreak, but they change you forever. ❤️
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