Please don't cry anymore, Mum. Let silence become the language between us. Can you feel my hand resting against yours through this fragile wall that separates our worlds? I know you can. Do not mistake this place for a prison. It is not. It is freedom. Freedom from pain, from illness, from every burden my little body could no longer carry. This was never a punishment. We did nothing wrong. Love has never deserved to be broken by death. Keep loving me, Mum, for I have never stopped loving you. Love does not end where life does; it simply learns a new way to reach us. I know we can no longer hold each other the way we once did, but whenever your heart begins to ache, listen closely. Between its quiet beats, I am there. I know your heart now lives in two worlds at once one still measured by clocks and seasons, and another forever reaching toward eternity. I feel the weight you carry: the passing days, the empty chair, the responsibilities that never rest, and the questions whose echoe...
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