A New Beginning
Things didn’t change overnight. But they did change.
They started asking. Planning. Respecting.
And me? I started living again.
I returned to my garden. Replanted the flowers. Watched them grow. Slowly. Patiently. Like me.
Sometimes, I still watch the children.
But now, it’s by choice—not obligation.
And when I sit in the sunlight, a book in my hands, the house quiet once more, I smile.
Because I finally understand something I wish I had learned sooner:
Love should never cost you your peace.
And saying no doesn’t make you a bad mother.
