🌿 Two fragile hearts stand pressed together, small hands gripping tight as tears fall freely onto the earth. Before their mother’s grave, there are no words strong enough — only an embrace that says “I’m scared too, but I won’t let go.” 🥹🤍

💔 Their sobs echo with a loss too heavy for such young souls to carry. No more morning kisses, no gentle voice calling their names, no arms to run into at the end of the day. Childhood changed forever in a moment they never chose 🌧️.

🌸 And yet… even here, she is present. In the way the breeze brushes their cheeks like a soft caress. In the memories stitched into their hearts — bedtime stories, warm hugs, whispered “I love yous” that time can never erase ❤️✨.

🕯️ A mother’s love does not rest beneath the stone before them. It lives on — in whispered prayers sent upward, in dreams where she still smiles, in the courage they find when they hold each other a little tighter 💛.

🤍 She is the strength behind their small steps forward, the light guiding them through their darkest nights. Though their world feels broken, her love remains whole — unending, unbreakable, eternal 💫.

🕊️ Leave a ❤️ for two brave little hearts and a mother whose love will never fade — because love like hers does not end… it becomes forever 🤍✨.