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Dear Olivia, Our story truly began on a beautiful afternoon at a playground in Sarasota. As I walked over to where you were playing in the sand, I could see right away what a special, strong little person you were. Even at that young age, you seemed to be beautifully in charge, playfully controlling everything around you with your wonderful energy. We sat down together and began to play. I am still not quite sure if we were building a magnificent sandcastle with that Immokalee sand or if we were carefully sifting through it to find hidden treasure. But what I remember most of all was the connection. You seemed completely ready to carry on a full conversation, even though you hadn’t actually learned to speak words yet. We just sat there and had the absolute greatest conversation. To this day, I still contemplate what we were discussing so intently, but we understood each other perfectly. It was a beautiful, deep conversation built entirely on laughter, smiles, and pure joy. As yo...