My Mother: The Eternal Goodness
As I spread my wings and chase dreams, goodness weeps for well-being. In the quiet moments of reflection, I remember all the lessons taught during my life's journey. These lessons were imparted by a source of boundless love and wisdom—my mother. From this goodness, I learn to walk the world. She is the one who holds my tiny hands and guides me through the labyrinth of life. Every step I take is a testament to her patience and unwavering support. The times I roam freely, feeling the world is my playground, it is her protective gaze that watches over me. Every fall is met with a hand that lifts me, my goodness. In my moments of weakness and despair, it is she who offers comfort and strength. My mother, my first teacher, and my dearest friend, embodies this goodness. She teaches me not just to walk but to embrace life with courage and compassion. This goodness, filled with love, is my mother. Her sacrifices, her endless nights of worry, and her unspoken prayers have shaped...