Recognizing Sacrifices
Alex began recognizing the sacrifices I’d made over the years. A random thank you slipped out as I cooked dinner one night, warming my heart.
‘You’ve done a lot for us, Mom,’ he admitted, trying not to sound too sentimental. It was nice to hear his gratitude expressed in such an understated way.
Those small acknowledgments felt like gold, reminding me that, despite the stormy patches, all wasn’t lost between us.