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Love isn't always defined by grand gestures or sweeping declarations. For me, love isn't about big displays or dramatic statements. It's not the Bollywood ending or the scenes we watch on screen in the rain. Love grows in silence when we get together without words and always have each other's backs. It shows up in little daily acts of kindness, in people who love no matter what and still find joy. I'm lucky to have grown up seeing the quiet strength of love through my parents. My mom's love has always been there, solid and lasting. She doesn't need to yell about it. You can see her love in all she does. It's evident in how she looks after us and works hard to make sure we eat well, learn well, and have all we need. Unlike many stories of mothers whose love is tied to sacrifice or obligation, my mother's love is one of quiet strength. She doesn't have to give up everything for her children; she makes sure we have everything we need. She is never...