When the house grows quiet and the day finally comes to an end, a mother's work is often still not finished.
She may be exhausted, her body may ache, and her eyes may long for sleep, but love gives her one more reason to keep going. Every shirt she irons, every meal she prepares, and every little task she completes is another silent way of saying, "I love you."
The strongest kind of love is often the quietest—the love of a mother who never stops, even when no one is watching. 🌙🤍
Good Night my dear friends
