My Everything

If you ask me about my mother, I’ll smile and say—she was kind, she was funny, she used to light up every room. But if you ask me with your heart open… I’ll pause, swallow the lump in my throat, and tell you—she was the strongest soul I’ve ever known. I’ve watched her carry storms in silence, wipe her own tears when no one was watching, and rise every time life tried to break her. She was not just my mom. She was my strength. She was my safe place. She was my everything.