Speaker 1: A hospital room with soft lighting, mill equipment humming softly
in the background. Sandra Lewis, a determined young woman in
her late twenties, sits beside her mother's hospital bed, holding
her hand gently. Her mother, missus Lewis, lies unconscious, her
face peaceful despite her condition.
Speaker 2: Well it's me, Sandra. I hope you can.
Speaker 1: Hear me, She's trying to steady her nerves as she
begins to speak.
Speaker 2: I wanted to tell you about something, something exciting that's
been happening in my life.
Speaker 1: Sandra reaches into her bag and we achieves a folder
containing documents. We lay it to a job interview.
Speaker 2: I have a job interview next week. Mom. It's for
a physician that I've been dreaming about for years. I
know you've always believed in me, and I want to
make you proud.
Speaker 1: Then Sandra's voice waivers as she speaks. Her emotions were
all and vulnerable.
Speaker 2: I wish she could be here with me home. I
wish I could see her smile and hear your words
of encouragement.
Speaker 1: She reaches out and brushes the stray hair away from
a mother's forehead. Her touch gentle and loving.
Speaker 2: But even though you can't be there in person. I
know you're with me in spirit. I can feel your strength,
your love guiding me every step of the way.
Speaker 1: As Sandra speaks, a single tear rolls down missus Lewis's cheek,
a silent testament to her love and pride for her daughter,
her resolve strengthening.
Speaker 2: I promise you, Mom, I'll give it my all. I'll
walk into that interview with my head held high, knowing
that I have the best guardian angel cheering you on.
Speaker 1: Sandra leans in and presses a tender kiss to her
mother's forehead, her love pouring out in every gesture.
Speaker 2: Thank you for being my rock, Mom. I love you
more than words can say.
Speaker 1: Then Sandra sits by her mother's side, finding solace in
their shared bond and the unspoken support that transcends words.
Speaker 3: Mo. M