Today, I don’t just celebrate another year,I honour a phenomenal woman. I’ve carried pain I didn’t speak of, touched wounds that weren’t mine, and somehow found meaning in the quiet calling to mend what’s broken in others. This path isn’t easy, but it’s mine. And maybe, just maybe, in giving love, I’ve been slowly finding pieces of myself too. Here’s to a heart that still believes, still gives, still hopes. Happy birthday to the healer in me ❤
