Water held her.
Breath guided her.

Courage carried her.

In a sacred, timeless moment, her child slipped from water into love — not with fear, but with trust. A birth as gentle as the tide, yet as powerful as the ocean that cradled them both.
Every breath was a promise. Every wave, a shield.

This was strength wrapped in calm, pain transformed into purpose, and love arriving in its purest form.
A reminder that life doesn’t always begin with noise — sometimes it begins in stillness, faith, and fearless grace.