{ In Memory of My Mother }


The man stood in the living room, his gaze falling on the empty armchair. His mother's favorite spot, now just a painful reminder.

He had devoted two decades of his life caring for her, putting his life on pause.

Now, the silence of the house echoed his loneliness.

He often found himself at the park, sitting on the bench, watching life go by. It was a temporary escape from his solitude.

He remembered his mother's laughter, her...