Behind the Scenes with Mom: Alice and Olivia's Perspective

Previously

…“You know,” Olivia said, not looking up from her story, “maybe we can make a new card for Mom. Together. We can use some of my sparkly crayons, and you can help me draw the flowers.” Alice looked at Olivia, a genuine smile finally gracing her lips. “Really?” “Really,” Olivia confirmed, meeting Alice’s gaze. “And we can make it extra special. Not too much glitter glue, though. Just enough to make it shine.” Alice leaned her head against Olivia’s shoulder. The warmth of her sister, the quiet murmur of their moms talking in the kitchen, the knowledge that Mom loved them all, fully and completely – it was all so comforting. She was Alice, and she was loved. And that was more than enough.