This isn’t the world I grew up in

 This isn’t the world I grew up in.

And it’s definitely not the one I pictured raising you in.

It’s louder now.
Scarier.
Harder to trust.

Sometimes I lie awake at night, wondering how I’m going to protect you from all of it. Wondering how I’ll explain the things that don’t make sense. Wondering how I’ll help you feel safe when the world feels anything but.

But then I remember something that never changes.
You have me.

Through every hard day.
Through every question I can’t answer.
Through every moment that feels too big.

You’ll always have a soft place to land.
You’ll always have arms that will fight to keep you safe.
You’ll always have a heart that’s rooting for you, louder than the fear around us.

The world may not look how I thought it would.
But my love for you? That part was always certain.