Love Ready Before the First Breath

The room is ready. The crib is made.

The world outside is celebrating new beginnings, but your arms are empty and the silence is so loud it hurts to breathe. You prepared a place for a life that did not arrive, and now you are left holding the space where a future was supposed to be.

In this watch, the light does not ask you to understand why the room is silent. It simply sits with you in the quiet, refusing to let the emptiness convince you that you are unloved.

The light that shines in the darkness has not been extinguished by this grief. It is right here, in the stillness, holding the space with you.

The nursery is not a monument to what went wrong. It is a testament to the love that was ready before the first breath.