To the moms without a village

 To the moms without a village

The ones who wipe their own tears, who pour from an empty cup, who get up every single day and do it all over again

I see how heavy it is
I see how hard you try
I see how deeply you love, even when no one is cheering you on

You deserve more support
More breaks
More gentle reminders that you are doing a damn good job, even if it doesn’t always feel like it

I hope you know that being their safe place, their comfort, their home matters more than words can say 

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