10/05/2026
A note to the woman who built me…
You were my first home.
Before the world made sense, your love did.
I didn’t understand your quiet sacrifices then—
the strength behind your silence,
the way you held everything together without asking for anything back.
Today, as I build spaces and lives,
I realise… everything I create carries a part of you.
And now, as a mother,
I feel you in every worry, every prayer, every small moment of love.
It’s a full circle I never saw coming…
but one I’m endlessly grateful for. 🤍