Mothers Know Everything...
They say mothers know everything ā and I believe it. She never called just to talk. She called to listen. To the tiny crack in my āIām fine.ā To the tired breath between my words. To the silence I thought I was hiding so well. From just my voice, she could tell if the world had been kind to me that day, or not. No explanation needed. No details required. She simply knew, the way only a motherā¦
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