🌅 Before the city opens its eyes, my mom is already awake — broom in hand, heart full of responsibility, quietly doing the work that keeps the world moving 🧹🤍.
She doesn’t wear a title or stand in the spotlight, but her strength lives in every early morning, every aching step, every honest day’s work 💪.

🎉 Today is her birthday — yet she asks for nothing. No gifts 🎁. No recognition. Just another day of showing up, rain or shine 🌧️☀️, carrying dignity like armor and love like fuel.

🤍 Her work may go unnoticed, but her sacrifice never does. She cleans the streets with humility, provides with courage, and teaches strength without ever raising her voice ✨.

💬 If you have a moment, send her a kind word or a birthday wish 🎂.
🫶 Because the quietest workers often carry the heaviest loads — and they deserve to be seen, honored, and celebrated too 🌟💛.