“For not having seen it sooner.”
She shook her head. “It’s not your fault.”
I looked at it.
“From now on, no one will ever make you suffer from hunger again.”
She gave a slight smile.
“Not even me,” I added.
She let out a little laugh.
The baby went back to sleep.
We remained there, silent.
Then she whispered, “Today… for the first time since he was born… I feel like we’re truly home.”
I hugged her tightly.
And at that moment, I understood something simple.
Money can bring comfort.
But real care…
This comes purely from the heart.
