The smell of pancakes and freshly brewed coffee filled the air as Desi moved around the kitchen, preparing breakfast.
The morning was comforting, the small routines that had become second nature to her.
Colin, as always, was the bright spot of her day. He was full of energy, a constant reminder of what truly mattered. His laughter, his questions, his bright eyes made the world feel like a better place, even when everything around her seemed to be falling apart.
“Mommy, is breakfast ready?” Colin’s small voice called out from the living room.
Desi smiled to herself as she flipped the pancakes onto a plate. “Almost, sweetie. Just give me a minute.”
She heard his small feet patter across the floor, and then the sound of his little hands trying to reach up and grab something off the coun
