For Those Evenings With Dinner Going

Mom, I was thinking about those evenings when you and Greg were cooking dinner and the house just felt comfortable. Nothing had to be a big event. Dinner was coming together, life felt settled, and I could be safe and sound without even thinking about it.

Now I understand that kind of feeling does not happen by accident. You helped make a home where ordinary nights could feel peaceful, and I carry that with me more than I probably ever told you.

I hope today is steady and kind to you as you keep recovering. I love you, Mom, and I’m grateful for the calm, safe love you built into my life.