For The Care I Still Remember

Mom, I keep coming back to those ordinary moments where nothing dramatic was happening, but I still knew I was cared for. A kitchen, a quiet room, something simple going on in the background — somehow your love was always easy to feel.

Now that I am older, I understand that kind of care is not small just because it is quiet. It gave me a sense of comfort I still carry, and it helped teach me what home is supposed to feel like.

I hope today is gentle on you and gives you some of that comfort back as you keep finding your steadiness. I love you, Mom.