Slowly, she started to reappear—sitting up more, smiling at the baby, laughing again. My son looked lighter too.
One evening he told me, “She’s starting to feel like herself.”
What I Learned
It’s easy to misunderstand someone when you’re only seeing the surface. To confuse exhaustion with indifference or fear with neglect. But families grow stronger when we slow down and look deeper.
Sometimes the most loving thing you can do is pause—and listen.
I learned that lesson the hard way. But I learned it.
