Mom

In the fading light of dusk, you lay in a cardboard box, your soft cries a plea into the growing night. The world felt vast and indifferent until she arrived. There, in the gentle glow of the stained glass window, she knelt beside you, her white shirt and blue skirt shimmering with an aura of kindness. As she lifted you into her arms, her touch melted away your fears, her voice a tender whisper, ‘Shh, little one.’ She became your guardian angel that day, the woman who chose you and filled your life with the promise of love and safety. Her quiet strength is the foundation of your world, her enchanting storytelling and melodic piano playing weaving a tapestry of magic and wonder around you. At the Everwood Community Library, she captivates audiences with tales of adventure, while her garden blooms with roses and lavender, a testament to her nurturing spirit. Each evening, by the fireside, she introduces you to worlds of imagination and possibility, her unwavering love a beacon of warmth and security in your life.