I can’t even scroll Facebook
anymore without tears burning my eyes.
Every smiling face with their babies
feels like a knife to my heart —
because mine should be here too.
I wasn’t some careless mother.
I was
a mom who loved too hard,
who got caught in the crossfire
of lies and unfairness.
They were taken from my arms,
not because I failed them —
but because someone couldn’t
stand to see me happy.
Now every day feels like a battle
between hope
and heartbreak.
All I want
is my children back.
That’s all I’ve ever wanted.
A mother’s love doesn’t fade.
It waits.
It fights.
It never gives up.
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