Dedication
For the ones who carried families on their backs,
and never wrote their own names first.
For the elder siblings who became parents overnight.
For the daughters who learned strength before softness.
For the sons who hid their tears so others could sleep.
For those who rebuilt homes from silence,
who stitched laughter into rooms that once echoed with loss,
who chose responsibility over resentment.
For the children who survived storms they did not create—
and still found the courage to love again.
And for every quiet heart that believed it was cursed,
when in truth, it was only brave
