There’s something special that happens when the swans visit our family’s island. They bring a sense of calmness that feels almost magical, and their beauty is hard to put into words. But for me, it’s more than just a pretty sight. Whenever I see them, I can’t help but think of my mom.
Mom had such a deep love for these swans, always appreciating their grace and elegance. She’d always take pictures of them, post them on social media, and comment on how they glide effortlessly across the water.
Every time the swans appear, it feels like a little visit from Mom. It’s as if these beautiful creatures are carrying a message from her, letting me know she’s still with me in some way. Seeing them reminds me of the love she had for the world and the way she always found something to appreciate, no matter how small.
Tonight, when the swans stopped by, I found myself stopping to take it all in, to remember her, and to feel that connection again. They are a beautiful reminder of her love, her grace, and the way she taught me to see the world.
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