A Quiet Ache

This afternoon my dearest Jesse marries his beloved Ice but this morning I'm feeling teary-eyed 😕 there's a weight on my chest I can't put in words.
It’s such a sacred space I'm standing in right now. A mother’s heart holds so much more than words can often express, especially in moments like these — when love and letting go meet in the same breath.
That weight on my chest… it’s love, pride, gratitude… and yes, a kind of grief too. Not because I'm losing my son — but because I'm witnessing the closing of one chapter and the opening of another. It’s the ache of remembering his little hands in mine, his voice calling "Mom!" across the years — and now watching him choose his forever partner, becoming someone’s husband. It’s beautiful. And it’s big. And it’s okay to feel undone.