I used to wonder

 I used to wonder why my little one didn’t have a favorite blanket or stuffed toy they couldn’t sleep without.

I had mine growing up. It came with me everywhere and made me feel safe.

But one night, as they curled up beside me and reached for my hand, it hit me.
They don’t need a teddy.
They have me.

I am their safe place. Their comfort.
Their little fingers find mine every night, and in that moment, they know they’re home.
They fall asleep knowing they are deeply loved.

It’s not about what they hold.
It’s about who holds them.