When you become a mom
You suddenly empower yourself
You suddenly become a fighter

But at the same time
As kids grow, we also realise something else

We starts to realise life cycle, gratefulness, not everything go as we plan and karma

We learn or willingly or unwillingly, need to adjust, well adjust ourselves.

No truth, only versions of truth
No fact, not being manipulated
No fact,  not being interpreted

What you see ...is your stance
What you hear...is your voice

Subjective reality rather relative.

sand sinks
heart melts
we all know about process

is not about bed we made
the cooking we do
thr routines we submit ourselves to

those moments make memories
it will be the little by little that we will miss it soon

sometimes things happen for reasons that reasons don't understand

we seek to ask why
we attempt to understand...
but answers might not be there

yet
hope of light slip in , just between the crack of rocks

let's walk together with god backing up

hold the grit amid the difficulty that life throws at us

and when dust settles and if adventure is still what you have in mind carrying on his wish, we are also here, no matter which part on Earth we are in.