I remember there was a pear tree in my grandmother’s courtyard, and from its branches always hung a lantern glowing softly at night.
My grandmother used to say, “Leave a light on for those who return home late.”
As a child, I thought she was simply leaving a lamp by the door. Years later, I realized it was never only about the light itself, but about love, caring, and the quiet way she watched over the people she cared for. I kept her caring ritual till today.
