Super Mom by Jose Juniel Rivera-NegronThe Unseen Burden
Seneca once remarked that we are all, in a sense, carrying the world upon our shoulders, yet we rarely notice the weight until we are asked to set it down. We move through our days with a singular focus, our eyes fixed on the path ahead, often…
Super Mom by Jose Juniel Rivera-NegronThe Weight of Love
I tripped over a stray sneaker in the hallway this morning and felt that familiar, sharp sting of frustration. It was just one more thing to pick up, one more small obstacle in a day already crowded with to-do lists and deadlines. But as I…
The Mirror in the Leaves
When I was seven, I spent an entire afternoon trying to catch my own reflection in the surface of a rain barrel. I wanted to see if the person looking back at me was the same one who walked away when I turned my head. I leaned over the edge…