
24/09/2025
She didn’t say anything.
She didn’t have to.
Her head dropped, her little arms wrapped around herself,
and in that quiet moment… she just needed to be held.
And without hesitation, Bluey moved closer.
Not to fix anything.
Not to talk it through.
Just to sit beside her.
To say with presence what words couldn’t:
*“I’m here.”*
And as a parent watching, my heart cracked wide open.
Because this is what I pray for.
Not just that they’ll grow,
but that they’ll grow gentle.
That they’ll be the kind of people who sit with others in hard moments—
who hold space, not just hands.
Who understand that sometimes, love looks like silence and stillness.
In a world that often rushes past feelings…
this right here is everything.