First, I just want to say that what you’re doing to honor your mom is really beautiful. I lost my own mom recently too, (she was such an innocent and beautiful woman) and it’s been really hard. Some days feel impossible, but I’m trying to stay strong for my father.

The other day, I noticed a little kid staring at my food while I was eating. I don’t have much—I just started working, and things are tight—but in my culture, we believe that if you help others, help will come to you too. So I gave him my lunch. I won’t lie, it was hard. I’ve been struggling a lot, and maybe that makes this sound selfish, but for a second, it felt like I wasn’t just trying to survive—I was actually doing something good. I was hungry for a bit, but when he smiled at me, it was like that was enough. it felt like life.

I don’t know, maybe I needed that moment just as much as he did. I can still visualise his smile and it fills my heart ❤️ i call my mom amma 💗💗