Sometimes big things happen when you're still small.

This is a story about what it felt like to be the only child left at home when my mom got very sick. It's about how she changed, and how I changed too.

It's about the quiet ways we love each other-through cooking, sewing, gardening, and waiting. It's about what happens when someone you love becomes someone new, and you still love them just as much.

If someone you care about is sick or going through something hard, I hope this story helps you feel seen, a little stronger, and a little less alone.