I reached out my hand first.

When everyone in the family is exhausted physically and mentally because of a sad incident,

At first, I was offended because the words of the younger one pierced my chest like thorns.
However, after thinking about how he must have been in a difficult situation all day, I approached him first, sympathized with him, and patted him, “I’m sorry, thank you for your hard work.”
Then, instead of apologizing, “I’m so sorry for saying that. Were you upset?”
Plus, the extra cup of hot tea was more than enough to melt even the cold weather and my upset heart.

The words of a Mother ’s love are like a blanket that warms the world where love cools down.
I will speak the language of Mother ’s love more often to more people.