One evening, as the sun was setting, I sat on the porch watching my children play in the backyard. Their laughter echoed through the air, bright and full of life.
My oldest daughter walked over and sat down beside me, leaning her head softly against my shoulder.
“Are you okay, Mom?” she asked quietly.
I put my arm around her, holding her close, feeling a deep sense of gratitude for the strength and love that surrounded me.
“I’m better than okay, sweetie,” I smiled, looking out at our home. “We’re going to be just fine.”
