The Midnight Call: A Mother’s Timeless Lesson to Treasure Every Instant
I arose at 3 a.m., feeling parched and drowsy. The home remained silent, enveloped in the calm of the predawn hours. While heading to the kitchen for a drink of water, I abruptly caught my son’s voice emerging from his bedroom. “Mom, can you switch off the light?” The plea seemed entirely routine, entirely commonplace, ...