And the very best part is that I have started a new tradition: I started writing postcards to Reya. They aren’t just silly, quick birthday notes. They are genuine messages, quiet thoughts, and important lessons I want her to know when she is old enough to truly understand.
If I’ve learned anything from this secret, it’s that love isn’t always loud and bold. Sometimes, it whispers for decades, patiently waiting for the right moment to be heard.Continue reading…
