I remember when Marcus was tiny — small hands wrapped around my finger, sleepy eyes looking up at me with complete trust 🫶.
I carried him through a world that felt far too big, promising to protect him from everything I could.

Time passed… quietly, quickly.
And somehow, life came full circle ✨.

Now Marcus is grown — strong, steady, standing tall 💪.
The boy I once carried has become the man who carries me 🥹.
When my steps slow… his don’t.
When my strength fades… his shows up.

Not out of obligation.
Not because he has to.

But out of love.
Out of gratitude.
Out of a bond nothing can break ❤️.

This is what love looks like when it comes back around 👨‍👦🤍 — proof that what we give with care and sacrifice finds its way home.

If this touched your heart, leave Marcus a ❤️