Today was quiet.

I woke up early, made some tea, and held my little boy while my wife tried to rest a bit longer. Our daughter woke up later — smiling, messy hair, holding her toy shark again.

We didn’t go anywhere special. Just stayed home.

I tried to fix a dripping tap in the kitchen. My daughter helped by handing me tools (and crayons). My wife cooked a simple lunch — pasta and eggs.

We don’t have much. But we try to fill the day with warmth.

Tonight, I’ll sit down again and try to reach people. Maybe someone out there will read this and feel something. Maybe one day we’ll say:

“This is our home. We did it.”