Melodies that caress the soul | A quiet corner to write in your mom journal

I remember seeing it at the park. My mom. The brand new mother of two children. One hand posed firmly on the stroller, the other ready to push me on the swing. "Higher, mom!" Higher! I shouted, her legs stretched towards the sky, and she laughed, pushing me stronger, even if I felt how tired she was. At the time, I did not notice the way in which his eyes constantly returned to the stroller, on the lookout for the single cry of the baby. I did not notice how his breath hung when someone asked him: "So, how do you manage with two?" I only remember her smile - impression that she had time just for me. As if these minutes on the swing belonged to us, and that I was all his world. There were times when she seemed elsewhere, but I didn't have the words to say it at the time. I only knew that when my little sister laughed at my nonsense, mom's eyes illuminated like a clear morning. I only knew the warmth of her hand that supported me, the reassuring circle of her arms when she leaned to tie my laces. Years later, I think back to this park. I think of the weight she was carrying, of this silent force that she never called. I think of the way she shared between two little hearts, and nevertheless found these moments of magic - these moments of "higher, mom!" ». Today, I write these memories. Small pieces of his love, preserved before they fade. Each word is a way to keep it near me. And on the first page of my Mom Journal, I write: these days have made me what I am. These days, she gave me everything, even when she had almost nothing to give. ～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～ Maybe she's not just next to you, but her love lives in your words. 🌙 Starts writing now. Let her voice resonate through your pages. ❤️https: //amzn.to/4n7zjub ❤️https: //amzn.to/3G22FKQ #MusiqueAparisant #Musiquepourécripaisible #Souvenirsdematternity #Healingemic #Mom Journal #WriterAvecamour # #Musiquedefonddouce #Lofidoux