🌸 The Ball That Brings Back the Light

There was a day when I felt tired, empty, and the world seemed heavy on my shoulders.

My voice was sharp, rushed, as if I had forgotten how to breathe gently.

She looked at me in silence, her eyes full of trust, of that purity only children still carry.

Then, without hesitation, Alyssa said:

“Mommy, do you want the ball?”

Just like that.

With innocence that disarms you, with love that never judges.

For her, the ball is the key to happiness.

It’s her way of saying “don’t be upset, mommy, let’s smile again.”

It’s her language of the soul, her little piece of magic that turns tension into light.

In that moment, I realized that children don’t need big explanations.

They teach through simple gestures, a game, a glance.

She taught me that real love is made of presence, forgiveness, and the quiet power of a smile.

Since that day, every time I get lost in the noise of the world, I close my eyes and hear her voice whispering:

“Mommy, do you want the ball?”

And I breathe again.

I come back to life, to lightness, to love.

Because pure love always knows how to bring you home.

✨ Dedicated to my little teacher of light, Alyssa.