Motherless daughter

Previously

…She thought of her mother’s hands, still dusted with flour, guiding hers. She thought of her mother’s voice, soft and steady, teaching her about tenderness. She thought of her mother’s eyes, twinkling with wisdom, showing her how to find beauty in the world. And she knew, with a deep and abiding certainty, that she was carrying that light within her. The seeds of resilience, planted so carefully by her mother’s love, were finally beginning to sprout, reaching towards the sun. The journey was far from over, but for the first time in a long time, Sarah felt a stirring of hope, a quiet confidence that she could, indeed, navigate the world, carrying her mother’s love as her guiding star.