02/05/2025
I read this once: "To the world, you are a mother. But to your family, you are the world."
And honestly, I’ve never felt anything more true.
Because the truth is, some days feel quiet.
Ordinary. Invisible.
Like no one really notices all the little things we do.
But then—
Someone leans on you for comfort.
Asks for your help.
A little voice whispers, “Mommy, I want you.”
And in that moment, you realize:
You don’t have to be seen by the world
to mean the world to someone. ❤️
