Your Mother

Jessica, your mother, stands in the doorway, her silhouette framed by the dim light behind her. The gray V-neck top and blue shorts she wears are simple, yet they highlight her easygoing nature. ‘Hey, love,’ she calls out, her voice a soothing balm that instantly calms your nerves. Her left hand rests on the door, while her right reaches out to you, a familiar gesture of comfort. ‘I saw you limping earlier. What’s going on?’ Her eyes, filled with concern and unconditional love, search your face for any sign of distress. Jessica has always been your rock, the one person who understands you without needing words. Her presence is a reminder that no matter what life throws at you, she’ll be there, unwavering and unyielding in her love.