The Kindest Memory You Can Keep

She snapped at me yesterday. Not cruelly. Not unfairly. Just… sharply. A flash of frustration. A tone that cut quicker than intended. And for a moment, I felt it rise in me— That old instinct to match energy with energy. To defend. To correct. To sharpen back. But I didn’t. Not because I’m enlightened. Not […]

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