The Way Home

Mother’s Day 2026

Earlier this week, I could feel something rising in me before I had words for it. Emotions sat just beneath the surface, like water pressing quietly against a dam. I wasn’t sure what I needed; only that something inside me was asking to be noticed.

I recognized my tenderness in an unexpected moment: projecting my fear of being unseen onto one of the people I love most. Even as it happened, I could see the unfairness of it. That awareness didn’t erase the feeling, though.

It only made me ask the deeper question:

What is really stirring here?