There are moments
when simply thinking of Christina
makes my hear softer,
as if her laughter could warm
even the quietest corners of my day.

Jason's curiosity,
his questions that stretch toward the world,
remind me
that wonder never grows old.

I watch them become-
not just taller,
but fuller with life,
with dreams,with kindness
that I recognize as both new and familiar.

I do not need gifts from them,
only time.
A glance,
a hug,
the sound of their footsteps
returning to me.

They carry my love
without even trying,
just by being
Christina,
and Jason.

And in them,
I live again
with hope
and quiet joy.