On Mother’s Day, we remember.

We remember the stories our mothers told us.

They may not remember, but we do..

The faces of grandmothers who smiled without needing words.

The strength of women who held families together, sometimes while forgetting pieces of themselves.

Today, let’s honor all the women whose memories shaped us—even if their own memories now come and go.

Let’s make space for:

💜 The mother who repeats a question but still remembers how much she loves.

💜 The daughter who notices her mom struggling to recall a name but stays patient.

💜 The woman mothering herself through brain fog, burnout, or recovery.

Memory is more than recall—It’s presence.It’s connection.It’s love, carried forward.

Happy Mother’s Day to all the women, and all the memories, we hold close today. 💐