Beautiful and tender without trying too hard. The idea of “one last phone call to heaven” could have easily turned overly sentimental, but you kept it personal and steady. Lines like “the kind that lives in your bones” and “I’m still here. I’m still trying. I’m still becoming.” give it real emotional weight.

And that ending, waiting to hear “I’m proud of you,” hurts in the quietest way. Very warm, very human, and written with real heart.