Lighthouse


Lighthouse 

I always look for light whenever I’m in my deepest sea because it always finds me. She will always wait for me on the shore — patient, unwavering, like the tide that never fails to return.

When the storm came and my father took his step outside, she stepped forward without hesitation. No fear in her heart, no trembling in her hands — only the quiet strength of a woman who knows that love means standing tall even when the wind howls against you. She took the wheel he left behind and steered us through nights darker than I ever imagined.

She became the anchor when the waves tried to tear us apart, holding the pieces of our little ship with her calloused hands and endless prayers.

When everything went wrong, she had this quiet magic of making it feel right — like patching up broken sails with threads no one else could see, mending cracks in our hearts with her voice that soothed like a soft hymn at midnight.

She never asked to be the lighthouse. She never dreamed of standing alone against the vast, angry sea.

But when the world demanded it, she stood anyway — tall, bright, unyielding — lighting the way for a ship like me, lost too often, but never truly gone.

Because I know, no matter how far I drift, no matter how deep the waters pull me under, her light will always cut through the dark, calling me home.

She is my lighthouse — not because she shines the brightest, but because she shines exactly when I need it the most.

When I forget who I am, when the weight of life makes me feel small and broken, her light reminds me: I am loved, I am found, I belong.

So this Mother’s Day, I honor not just the mother who raised me, but the lighthouse who saved me again and again — without asking for anything in return.

To the woman who turned storms into calm, who filled empty nights with warmth, who stood at the shore every time I thought I was too far gone — Thank you for being my guide, my refuge, my home.

Your light will never fade, not in my heart, not in my soul. 


She is not just my mother. She is my forever light.


- Keishan Daye Co

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