She lived for us. Every breath she took was a prayer whispered in silence. Every sacrifice, a seed of love planted in the soil of our future. Her journey was not easy. It was carved with battles no one saw, and storms that shook the very walls of our home. But Mum... Mum chose faith when fear was easier. She chose hope when everything felt lost. She carried us, even when her own strength was fading. This is her journey. A story of love so deep it healed wounds, of courage that did not bow to pain, of grace that lit the darkest nights. A short memoir of my Mother
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