Because love doesn’t vanish when it goes unmentioned. Love keeps giving, even when no one is watching.
When I stepped down from the stage, my stepson hurried toward me. His face was damp, his voice shaking as he pulled me into a hug.
“I didn’t realize,” he whispered. “I should have thanked you. I’m sorry.”
I held him close and told him he owed me nothing. His journey, his growth, his goodness—those were thanks enough.
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