Good night,

The night does not ask you to be strong in noise,
only steady in silence.

Some battles are not fought under daylight,
but in the quiet hours
when no one sees the courage it takes
to remain.

The sea has calmed,
but the memory of the storm still lingers.
And yet… you are still here,
hands on the wheel,
heart learning its own rhythm again.

Rest now.
Not as someone who escaped,
but as someone who chose to stay.

Tomorrow, you lead again.

Stay strong.