uncertainty
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Uncertainty turns silence into sirens and thoughts into sharp little things, forcing the body to survive futures that have not happened.
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The compass has not changed, but the road home has been bent, leaving a mother to wait while every room still points toward her boys.
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She scrubs, folds, and prepares every room as though order could bargain with the universe for the footsteps she is waiting to hear.
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The boys are coming home, but relief arrives carrying supervision, weekends away, and the knowledge that another fight may still be waiting.
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Custody is called a battle, but for a mother living inside the waiting, there is no clean finish line—only love that keeps showing up.
Between Bruises & Blooms 