It just is.
Quiet, strong, and steady, like a lighthouse standing through every storm.
I’ve been lucky enough to see that kind of strength up close.
So, yeah, today, I just want to take a moment to talk about the strongest woman I know — my mom.
She’s not fearless all the time. I’ve seen her get scared. I’ve seen her worry.
But when it comes to her family, when it’s about protecting us, she becomes the strongest person in the world.
She stands up, no matter how hard it is.
She has fought so many battles on her own, battles we probably don’t even know about, but she never gave up.
She kept moving, like waves that never stop, no matter how many times they crash.
And here I am, filled with love and gratitude, yet always feeling like I fall short in showing her how much she truly means to me.
I wish she could see my heart, because there’s a whole universe of love and thanks inside it, just for her.
From the smallest things she does to the biggest sacrifices she’s made, she’s been giving and giving without asking for anything back.
And, also, today, I learned something beautiful: when you give something to someone purely out of love, no matter how small it is, it touches their heart deeply.
Love doesn’t need to be grand to be felt.
I’m so proud of her.
Proud that she didn’t give up, proud that she came so far even when the road was rough, proud that she gave me the strength to fight my own battles too.
I just want you to know, I’m here for you. I’m cheering for you.
And I hope you heal quickly and feel better soon. You deserve all the love and care in the world.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom. 🌻✨
