A tribute to my mother🤍
My mom dedicated her life — and still does — to building family.
To sustaining bonds over time.
To building bridges.
To caring for that invisible thread that keeps people connected.
Thanks to that quiet work, something enormous exists today:
a big family, present for one another, walking through life together.
And that’s when the realization appears of how fortunate we are to have this kind of wealth.
Networks of affection don’t happen by chance. They are built over a lifetime.
What a fortune. 🔮 #Family
What do you fear losing, if in truth nothing in this world belongs to you? ⚡️⚡️
Perhaps suffering does not arise from loss, but from the illusion of possession.
In reality, we own nothing:
we only experience,
we only pass through,
we only coincide for a moment with what we love.
Real love 🤍⚡️
When someone truly sees us, holds our vulnerability, and listens to what we keep silent, a feeling of fully existing awakens within us.
Love, then, is not a promise, but a space where our subjectivity finds room to be.