Sometimes you can feel invisible in the very space you create, the home you manage, the life you hold together.

Have you ever felt alone in a crowded room?

Not sad. Not depressed. Just…aware. Aware of how easily people pass by you. How often your presence is felt in what you do…but not always in who you are.

You make the appointments. You remember the snacks. You stretch the budget, your time and your energy. You sacrifice- not because anyone asked you to, but because you know what it is like to grow up without that. So you give it. Over and Over again.

And sometimes, you do all of that…and still feel invisible. Not unloved. Just unseen.

And when the person you need to see you the most seems distracted or distant, it hurts in a quiet, unspoken kind of way. Especially when you have tried. You’ve communicated clearly. You have owned your part. You made space to reconnect and still at times it feels one-sided.

So what do you do?

You hold onto the small moments. Like when your daughter calls you brilliant during a game, and she means it. When a sticky toddler hug makes you feel the center of someone’s universe. You hold onto those. Because, sometimes, the love that truly sees you doesn’t come loud or romantic. It comes in quiet, small, pure, and honest. You hold onto the possibility you’re not the only one to feel this way.

If you’re reading this and it touches your soul then you’re not alone either. I see you. Even if the one you need most doesn’t tell you this week let me be the one to tell you.

You are showing up in quiet, beautiful, and yes sometimes invisible ways. You matter. You are not alone in that crowded room. You are seen.

Maybe the love we crave isn’t missing it’s just quieter than the noise we are used to all day. When we slow down enough to notice it we realize maybe we were never truly alone at all..