Before we had a name, before we took our first breath, before the world even knew we existed…

You already loved us.

You carried us through quiet nights and hopeful days, dreaming about a little life you had not yet seen.

You imagined our laughter. You wondered who we would become. You built a place for us in your heart long before we ever opened our eyes.

And when we finally arrived in this world, your arms were already waiting.

Through every scraped knee, every late night, every quiet worry you never spoke about, you were there.

Guiding. Protecting. Loving.

Sometimes we grow older and the world becomes louder and faster, but one thing never changes.

Today we pause to remember something simple and powerful:

Some love begins before the first hello.

And that love is called mother.

Thank you.