And then I remember, too, how lucky I am for the memories and experiences that have shaped me—the beauty I have witnessed, the joy I have known. In these, I find a richness that humbles me, so great that I would not trade my life, even for a king’s.

Even the things I once cherished feel empty. But then I think of you, and everything shifts. Your love reminds me of the lark rising at dawn, leaving the shadows behind. I see that true wealth isn’t in possessions or power but in the light you bring to my life.