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My mother never expected to have a child at 43, in a country that wasn’t her own. But in every silence, in every storm, she has been my proof that love arrives anyway. Her life reminds me that joy can bloom — even in unexpected places, and that is unconditional.
My mother never expected to have a child at 43, in a country that wasn’t her own. But in every silence, in every storm, she has been my proof that love arrives anyway. Her life reminds me that joy can bloom — even in unexpected places, and that is unconditional.