May today feel like love.

Motherhood is not small work.

It shapes the very fabric of our lives: homes, neighborhoods, memories, and sometimes entire generations are built from a mother’s presence, or marked by the absence of it.

The first safe place anyone ever knew — or ever longed for.

There is no small version of that kind of love. No ceiling, no end. No fault or grace.

Thinking about mothers, grandmothers, and mother figures today, and all the ways they carry people through life in seen and unseen ways.

May today and always feel like love.