Morning Rituals
esther is always awake before me. her movements are gentle careful not to disturb me, but deliberate enough that feel her presence. A cup of coffee waiting, eyes lowered, voice barely above a whisper.
It isn't about obedience, it's about devotion. The kind that doesn't need words just quiet service, quiet pride. That's how I know the day will go well. She remembers who we are before the world intrudes.






















