What a Handmade Sweater Taught Me About Love and Respect
For as long as I could remember, my mother worked quietly in the background of other people’s lives. She spent decades cleaning houses that were not her own, breathing in harsh products day after day so she could provide stability and warmth for our family. She never complained. To her, work was dignity, and love…
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